Tony jumped out of bed, unrolled his coat, and put it on.
"Now," said he, "I'm ready to go for you, if you'll give me the money."
"But you may take it, and not come back," said the old man, suspiciously.
"If you think you can't trust me, you needn't," said Tony. "I've offered to do you a favor."
"I think I'll go myself," said Ben.
He tried to raise himself, but a twinge of pain compelled him to lie down again.
"No, I can't," he said.
"Well, do you want me to go for you?"
"Yes," answered Ben, reluctantly.
"Then give me the money."