As a matter of fact, I have
reasons to think it will fall in with--er--plans of your own."
Ye gods! Was I thus being asked to compound a felony? Or
did he not think I belonged to my own Familey, but to some other
of the same name, and was therfore not suspicous.
"Here's what I want," he went on in a smooth manner. "And
there's Twenty-five dollars in it for you. I want this little
car of yours tonight."
Here I almost ran into a cow, but was luckaly saved, as a
Jersey cow costs seventy-five dollars and even more, depending
on how much milk given daily. When back on the road again,
having but bent a mud guard against a fense, I was calmer.
"How do I know you will bring it back?" I asked, stareing
at him fixedly.
"Oh, now see here," he said, straightening his necktie, "I
may be a Theif, but I am not that kind of a Theif. I play for
big stakes or nothing."
I then remembered that there was a large dinner that night
and that mother would have her jewelery out from the safe
deposit, and father's pearl studs et cetera. I turned pale, but
he did not notice it, being busy counting out Twenty-five
dollars in small bills.
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