"It troubles me terribly."
"Let it go; it can't be found, and that's the end of it."
"But it can be found."
"Why don't you find it, then?"
"I have found it, father!"
"What!"
"It's in a crack under the platform," replied Lawry.
"You don't mean so!" exclaimed the ferryman.
"It's no use to talk round the barn, father; the pocket-book is just where you put it."
"Where I put it? What do you mean, Lawry?"