"
"What's that?"
"Seven dollars and a half, please."
Teddy began pawing over his trousers. All at once he paused,
looking up at Phil suspiciously.
"You want to borrow seven-fifty, do you?"
"No, I want you to contribute it."
"To what?"
"To the fund."
"What fund? What are you talking about?"
"Those drum heads are worth fifteen dollars and we are going to
pay the owner of the drum for the damage we did. I will give
half and you half."
"What!" shrieked Teddy.
"Come, pay up!"
"What! Give that fellow money when he's taken more than twenty-
five dollars worth out of my hide? I guess not! What kind of an
easy mark do you think I am? Pay him yourself. You did it."
"Teddy, do you want me to give you a good thrashing, right here
and now?"
"You can't do it. You never could," returned
Teddy, belligerently.
"Come, hand out the money!"
Teddy eyed his companion for a full minute; then, thrusting a
hand slowly into his own trousers' pocket, brought forth a goodly
roll of bills from which he counted off eight dollars.
"Tell him to keep the change.
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