“Two hundred and twenty dollars,” replied Yank promptly.
“You’re partners with me, Frank, so I know our assets,” said Talbot with tact. “Johnny?”
“Hanged if I know,” replied that youth. “I’ve got quite a lot. I keep it in my pack.”
“Well, go find out,” advised Talbot.
Johnny was gone for some time. We smoked and listened to the rather blatantly mingled strains of music, and watched the figures of men hurrying by in the spangled darkness.
Johnny returned very much excited.
“I’ve been robbed!” he cried.
“Robbed? Is your money all gone?”
“No, there’s a little left, but─”
Talbot laughed quietly.