That was a home-thrust, and Donald felt it in his trowsers pocket, where he kept his wallet.
"I am generally ready to tell where I get my money," he replied, but he did not speak with much energy.
Laud looked about him, and seemed to be considering the matter.
"I don't like to be accused of stealing," mused he.
"I don't accuse you of anything," added Donald.
"It's the same thing. If I tell you where I got this money, will you keep it to yourself?" asked Laud.
"If it's all right I will."
"Honor bright, Don John?"
"If it's all right."
"O, it is!" protested Laud. "I will tell you; but you must keep the secret, whatever happens."