"It is—lots."
They had reached a place where the highway ran under a railroad line, that crossed on a high bridge. As the girls came under the structure a fluttering bit of paper on the ground caught the eyes of Betty. Rather idly she picked it up, and the next moment she uttered a cry that brought her chums to her side in some alarm.
"Look!" she exclaimed. "A five hundred dollar bill is pinned to this paper! A five hundred dollar bill, girls!"
CHAPTER II
THE TRAMPING CLUB
With staring eyes, and with breaths that were labored, the three chums gathered about Betty. She held the bill, and the paper pinned to it, stretched tightly between her slim fingers.
"Is it—is it real?" gasped Grace.
"Of course it's real," declared Amy.
"How do you know?" asked Mollie. "I confess I never saw a five hundred dollar bill all at once before."
"Did you see it in pieces?" asked Grace. "What a lot of money!"