“Joe Birch was with you—wasn’t he?”
“Yes; and he tripped me up, and when I fell, the money all came out of my pocket, and I lost ten cents.”
“You go back and ask Joe Birch if he has any of it. I know he has got some of it.”
“I don’t like to do that; Joe will whip me if I do.”
“You go and ask him, and I will be there in a minute.”
David did not like to do so, but John Gray said so much that at last he agreed to go. When he reached the field again, Joe was leaving it; but he called after him, and he stopped.
“Did you find any of my money, Joe?” asked David, who spoke in a very civil manner.
“No, I did not. Do you mean to say I got any of it? If you do, I’ll whip you.”
“I don’t say so.”
“Yes, you do.”