“At any rate here is the money,” added Dory, pulling the roll of bills from his pocket.
The merchant opened his eyes very wide, and so did Mr. Bolingbroke Millweed.
CHAPTER VII.
BOLINGBROKE MILLWEED OUT OF A PLACE.
Mr. Longbrook took the bills, and a smile of satisfaction overspread his troubled face. He looked at Dory with astonishment, and then glanced from him to Bolingbroke. The latter was quite as much surprised as the owner of the four hundred and fifty dollars.
Dory had not given a hint to his companion or to the engineer that he had the money. He had concealed the fact from prudential motives. He had told his mother all about it, but he was not inclined to lead either of his associates in the boat into temptation.
“I see,” said Mr. Longbrook, nodding his head at Dory. “Your friend has concluded to give up the money, and expects me to say nothing more about it.”
“I never saw the money before; and I didn’t know till this minute that Dory had it,” protested Bolingbroke earnestly.
“He tells the exact truth,” added Dory. “Neither he nor any one but my mother, who is at Genverres, knew that I had the money. I think you had better hear the whole story, and then you can judge for yourself.”