"Not a big haul that," observed Barney.
"That's what we thought.
"'Must be more money somewhere,' said Chamberlain, and he began tearing up the carpets and ripping open the mattresses in the room, looking for it.
"'Let's try the other rooms,' he said, presently; and we took off our shoes, turned out the gas, lit a candle, and went into the old woman's bedroom.
"Chamberlain had bought a chisel in this city, for forty cents, and I tried to pry open a bureau drawer, that was tightly locked, with it.
"'You're making too much noise,' said Chamberlain; 'let me try it;' and he opened the drawer in a jiffy."
"Vos dere anyting in dot drawer?" asked Jake, curiously.
"Yes, by Jove! $41.10; and Chamberlain pocketed it quicker than you could say Jack Robinson."
"He did, eh? Vell, dot vos wrong."
"But he divided afterward, I suppose?" said Barney.