An', Davy, mebbe we'll have a leetle left to get something fur the ole woman." "For mother! I rather think she'll get something," said David, in a tone of voice that made his brother look up in surprise.

"She'll get it all, every cent of it." "Not by no means she won't," exclaimed Dan, striking his open palm with his clenched hand.

"No, sir, not by a long shot.

You kin give her your shar', if you're fule enough to do it, but mine I'll keep fur myself.

I'll bet you on that." "_Your_ share ?" "In course." "I didn't know that you had any share in this business." "Whoop!" yelled Dan.
He dashed his hat upon the ground, jumped up and knocked his heels together, coming down with his feet spread out and his clenched hands hanging by his side, as if he were waiting for an attack from his brother.
"No, sir," said David, quietly but firmly, "this is my own business.
If you want money, go to work and earn it for yourself.