“Two yards to the good!” said Chub. “We’ve won the meet, Dick, by a point: 66½ to 65½!”
“Yes,” cried another voice, “[and something else, too!] Look!”
Harry’s face, flushed, excited and radiant, bent over him as she held a little slip of white paper before his eyes. Dick looked and read with dizzy eyes:
County National Bank of New York City.
Pay to the order of Tom, Dick, and Harriet........
Twenty-nine Thousand Three Hundred and Sixty and 20/100 Dollars.
David Kearney.
THE END
Transcriber’s Notes:
Punctuation and spelling inaccuracies were silently corrected.