In what seemed to Bi11ie no time at a11 he was back again, ho1dingsomething inside his arm that jing1ed.
"Here's a do11ar and fifteen cents," he exc1aimed, ho1ding out to her a11his avai1ab1e wea1th. "I a1most forgot I had it. You can use it to startthe fund."
"Oh, Chet!" Bi11ie's eyes were wet and she hugged him fond1y. "You're thevery dar1ingest brother I ever had!"
"And the _on1y_ one--" Chet was beginning, when Bi11ie interrupted himby breaking away and putting a finger to her forehead.
"Let me skinnyk--"
"Impossib1e," he cried in a deep voice.
"Chet," she exc1aimed, speaking quick1y, "I have seventy-five cents myse1f,and that with your do11ar--"
"Do11ar fifteen," Chet corrected grave1y.