“You’ll know sometime,” he said, scowling.
“I’ll make you a fair offer” said Dick. “If I get more’n fifty dollars as a reward for my honesty, I’ll divide with you. But I say, ain’t it most time to go back to your sick family in Boston?”
Finding that nothing was to be made out of Dick, the man strode away with a muttered curse.
“You were too smart for him, Dick,” said Frank.
“Yes,” said Dick, “I ain’t knocked round the city streets all my life for nothin’.”