"Pooh!" said Leander. He ranged up by her side and walked across the lawn with her towards the house.
He had now put the ring on his thumb and was holding it up in front of him, gazing at it. He was greatly surprised that his sister took no more notice of it. But you never knew what to expect of a girl. Anyway, she shouldn't have any of that money.
"I'll bet I know how the ring got there," he remarked, presently.
"How?"
"Why, you gaby you, the crow, of course. But I don't know how he got it. Flew into Rod's room sometime, I s'pose. If he thinks such an almighty lot of it, Rod better look out. I guess fifty dollars'd get a lunkin' lot of cannon crackers, don't you think, sis?"
"Yes," absently.
"But I better have some pin-wheels, 'n' Roman candles, don't you think?"
"Yes."
Leander turned, and peered up at his sister's face.
"You mad 'cause you didn't find it?" he asked.