"I must go," repeated Harry, taking a candle, and going up to their chamber.
"You have got more spunk than I gave you credit for; but you are sure of losing your place," replied Edward, following him upstairs.
"I can't help it."
Harry opened a drawer in the old broken bureau in the room, and from beneath his clothes took out the great pill box which served him for a savings bank.
"You have got lots of money," remarked Edward, as he glanced at the contents of the box.
"Not much; only twelve dollars," replied Harry, taking out three of them to pay his expenses to Rockville.
"You won't leave that box there, will you, while you are gone?"
"Why not?"
"Somebody may steal it."
"I guess not. I can hide it, though, before I go."