“The same thing he will do with that truck he’s buying now,” was the laughing reply. “He will probably put them in the furnace!”
“Well,” said Polly, after a moment, “I suppose we might as well go inside, don’t you? We can look on, anyway, and”—with a stifled sigh—“I’d ’most as lief look on as dance.”
Laurie followed, for the second time in his life wishing that the Terpsichorean art had been included in his education!
CHAPTER XV—NED HAS AN IDEA
“Three hundred and thirty-three dollars and eighty-five cents,” said Ned, in very satisfied tones. “We took in three hundred and sixty-three five, but we had twenty-nine twenty to come out for expenses. Not so bad, what?”
“But something tells me,” answered Laurie, mournfully, “that if all our expenses were deducted we’d have less than that. You see,” he explained to Polly, “I lost the piece of paper that I set down the money I paid out on, and I just had to guess what it all came to, because I’d never had time to add it up.”
“I dare say you guessed enough,” replied Ned, untroubled.
“I dare say I didn’t, then!” was the indignant response. “If I did, where’s all the money I had when I started? I’ve got a dollar and ninety cents left, and I had over four dollars when you roped me in on the thing! I’m more than two dollars shy, I tell you!”
“Oh, well, it’s gone for a worthy cause,” laughed Ned.
“Maybe,” Laurie grumbled, “but I notice that none of yours has gone that way. You always made me pay for everything!”