"You don't mean it!"
"I won't keep you in suspense, John. I don't know exactly how much I've got, but it's over six thousand dollars!"
John Miles stared at our hero in undisguised astonishment.
"Are you sure you're quite right here?" he said, touching his forehead. "You haven't been sun-struck, have you?"
"No, John, it's all as I tell you. Let me explain how my luck came."
In a few sentences Tom made it clear to his partner that his luck was real.
"As to the three hundred dollars due me from you, John," concluded Tom, "I make you a present of it."
"But, Tom—" protested Miles.
"Let it be so, and for the future you shall pay me my share. Have you any letters for me?"
"I have three."