David worked away industriously until the sun told him that it was
nearly four o'clock, and then he put on his coat and started off to
keep his appointment with Don and Bert. He found them waiting for him
at the General's barn, and he was not a little surprised when they
seized him by the arms and pulled him into the carpenter-shop, the
door of which they were careful to close and lock behind them.
"Now I know we can talk without danger of being overheard," exclaimed
Don. "We've got lots to tell you; but in the first place," he added,
opening his pocket-book, "there's your money."
The expression of joy and surprise that came upon David's face as he
hesitatingly, almost reluctantly, took the crisp, new bill that was
held toward him, amply repaid Don for the loss of the pleasure he had
expected to derive in spending the money for Christmas presents.
"Why, I understood you to say that father and Dan had drawn this
money," said he, as soon as he could speak.
"So they did, but my father says the loss is mine and not yours."
David drew a long breath. He understood the matter now. "It isn't
fair that you should pay it twice," said he.
"I haven't paid it twice; that is, I haven't paid you at all.
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