“Of course not! Besides, there’s the money.”
“But I didn’t have it,” said Cal, flushing. “I—I told you so, Ned.”
“By Jove, that’s so! Of course you didn’t. But where—how—”
[Cal knelt in front of Ned’s bureau and opened the bottom drawer]
The two boys stared at each other bewilderedly. Then, with an exclamation, Ned leaped from the bed and began fumbling amongst the apples, and a moment later there was a cry of triumph from both and Ned was holding a second folded package of money in his hand. From it a coin fell and rolled across the floor.
“That’s mine!” cried Cal.
“Yep. Take it.” Ned got to his feet and sat down on the edge of his bed, frowning thoughtfully.