“So there are,” said Val, “but we mustn’t be careless of our money. I’m glad we’ve beaten that rascally lawyer as cheaply as we have. I mean to write my father all about it.”
“He’d have done it himself, I know,” said Bar.
There could be small doubt of that.
CHAPTER XV
THE MYSTERY OF THE DUN HEIFER
“Brother Todderley,” said Zeb to the miller, “we’re defeated in our benevolent intentions. Puff’s boat went for twenty-two dollars.”
“Who got it?” asked the miller.
“A bloated young aristocrat from the city,” said Zeb. “I suspect him of being one of the new boarders. The Academy’s going to ruin, Gershom. There’s your twelve dollars, with my sincere thanks.”
“Sorry, Zeb, very sorry,” remarked the miller; but another voice broke in with: