St Nicholas [serial] . Quint remarked. That sso with horses, and it must be so with 11 come out all right, I know! If hedont, you need nt pay me back more thanhalf my money; for it was partly my fault,.your buying him. By jingo, Quint! Cliff exclaimed, with aburst of grateful feeling, you are a wholeload of bricks! But I shall pay you everycent, all the same; some time, if not it here, Ame;—to the boy bringingthe pouch of money. ?] TWO BIDDICUT BOYS. 221 Cliff untied the string, and began to countout silver half-dollars. Ike, meanwhile, feeling that his eagernessto receive
St Nicholas [serial] . Quint remarked. That sso with horses, and it must be so with 11 come out all right, I know! If hedont, you need nt pay me back more thanhalf my money; for it was partly my fault,.your buying him. By jingo, Quint! Cliff exclaimed, with aburst of grateful feeling, you are a wholeload of bricks! But I shall pay you everycent, all the same; some time, if not it here, Ame;—to the boy bringingthe pouch of money. ?] TWO BIDDICUT BOYS. 221 Cliff untied the string, and began to countout silver half-dollars. Ike, meanwhile, feeling that his eagernessto receive back his loan contrasted unfavorablywith Quints more generous conduct, and withwhat Dick would likewise have done in hisplace, looked furtively around for evidencesof his own waning popularity on the facesof his companions. Here, Ike ! said Cliff, jingling seven half-dollars in his extended palm. Ike was conscious of a chilly social atmo-sphere surrounding him; but he was never-theless glad to see his money SIAKKLER IN DISGRACE. I did nt want you to think I was in anyhurry for my pay, he said, as he reached outhis hand for it. I thought — That s all right, Ike, said Cliff, withoutany show of resentment. I can give you apart of yours, Quint,— No, leave it now, replied Quint. Or —just as you say. And Cliff insisting, he tookthe last of the silver which Cliff withdrewfrom the pouch. And dont worry aboutthe rest; let it go till — what s his name ? —A. K. Winslow buys back his dog, he added,with a droll smile. Not a word, boys, about this money, Cliffcautioned his brothers. I prefer to tell fa-ther myself. Now, fellows, I ve got to shutup here; sorry to turn you out, but — tying the dogs cordagain firmly tothe leg of thegrindstone — father wantsme, and I mgoing to leaveMaster Spark-ler to medi-tate upon hisdisgracefulconduct. Having gotthe last of theboys out of thewood - shed,and shut thelarge outerdoor, he beck-oned Quint toremain, andsaid to himconfidentia
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