“Well, are you going to give me the money?” blustered Abner Holden, taking out his pocketbook, ready to receive it.
“No,” said Herbert.
“You'll repent this conduct, young man,” said Holden, scowling.
“I don't think I shall,” said our hero. “I don't understand why you are so anxious to get hold of the money.”
“It is for your good,” said Abner.
“I'd rather keep it,” said Herbert.
Abner Holden hardly knew what to do. The money was by this time safely stowed away in Herbert's pocket, where he could not very well get at it. However, he had a plan for getting it which he resolved to put into practice when they stopped for dinner.