He shook off Phil's detaining hand, and was about to hurry away, but Phil said resolutely:
“You can't deceive me, Mr. Lake. Give me that money, or I will call a policeman.”
Now, it happened that a policeman was passing just outside, and Lake could see him.
“This is an infamous outrage!” he said, “but I have an important appointment, and can't be detained. Take the money. I give it to you in charity.”
Phil gladly received and pocketed the bank-note, and relinquishing his hold of Mr. Lake, rejoined Dick, who had been an interested eye-witness of the interview.
“I see you've got pluck,” said Dick. “What's it all about?”
Phil told him.
“I ain't a bit s'prised,” said Dick. “I could tell by his looks that the man was a skin.”
“Well, I'm even with him, at any rate,” said Phil.
“Now I'll be getting back to the office. Thank you for your guidance. Here's a quarter.”