“Who’s the Pirate?” asked Bert.
“Old Higgins, the fellow who drives the carriage,” Lanny explained. “I didn’t have much coin when I got back after Christmas and so I told him to charge it. And every week he writes me a letter and threatens to go to the Doctor.”
“He is a pirate,” agreed Nan. “Hasn’t anyone any money to start it with?” She looked at Bert. Bert smiled and shook his head.
“But I’ll have some in a day or two, Nan. I’ll have two dollars and I guess I could save fifty cents of it.”
“How about you, Kid?”
Kid smiled sweetly and thrust a hand in his pocket. When it was withdrawn and opened for inspection it held two nickels, three pennies and a piece of chewing gum. Bert made a grab for the gum, but Kid was too quick for him. Nan looked a trifle discouraged.
“And I haven’t any money myself,” she grieved. “We’re all dreadfully poor, aren’t we?” Then she brightened. “But we’ve got three months, haven’t we? If we all do our very best I’m sure we’ll succeed!”
“Can’t fail,” said Kid. “You can count on me for ten sure. Making money’s one of the easiest things I do!”