"Is that yours, ma'am?" asked the conductor, holding up the wallet
which excited some amazement, by its size, among the other
passengers.
"It seems to me you carry a large pocket-book for a young man of
your age," said the conductor.
"That's what I carry my cash and valooable papers in," said Dick.
"I suppose that isn't yours, ma'am," said the conductor, turning to
the lady.
"No," said she, scornfully. "I wouldn't carry round such a great
wallet as that. Most likely he's stolen it from somebody else."
"What a prime detective you'd be!" said Dick. "P'rhaps you know who
I took it from."
"I don't know but my money's in it," said the lady, sharply.
"Conductor, will you open that wallet, and see what there is in it?"
"Don't disturb the valooable papers," said Dick, in a tone of
pretended anxiety.
The contents of the wallet excited some amusement among the
passengers.
"There don't seem to be much money here," said the conductor, taking
out a roll of tissue paper cut out in the shape of bills, and rolled
up.
"No," said Dick. "Didn't I tell you them were papers of no valoo to
anybody but the owner? If the lady'd like to borrow, I won't charge
no interest."
"Where is my money, then?" said the lady, in some discomfiture. "I
shouldn't wonder if one of the young scamps had thrown it out of the
window."
"You'd better search your pocket once more," said the gentleman
opposite.
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