"Here are the two that fell on the floor when we were hammering," said
Roger, laying them on the table. "They make 571."
"And here is the one that Ayleesabet found," added Mr. Emerson, drawing
it from his pocket. "That is the five hundred and seventy-second.
Young Vladimir's trophy has gone for good, I'm afraid. He must have
sold it to some passer-by who knew enough to realize that it was a
valuable coin and wasn't honest enough to hunt for the owner or to pay
the child its full value."
"Every one of the 573 is accounted for, anyway," declared Roger. "You
won't think it impertinent if I figure out how much you're worth, will
you Miss Gertrude?"
"I shall be glad if you will," she answered.
"A guinea is 21 shillings and a shilling is about 24 cents in
American money. That makes a guinea worth about $5.04. Five
hundred-and-seventy-two times that makes $2882.88."
"Almost three thousand dollars!" exclaimed Gertrude, her face radiant;
"why--why now--" she broke off suddenly and hid her face on Mrs.
Smith's shoulder, sobbing.
"Now I can pay all my indebtedness and be free to do what I please,"
she said to her friend in an undertone.
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