He stuck it in a specially safe place, and can't remember where.

Look sharp with the ginger-beer, young Lickford." "Money down first," said Lickford.

"Catch me trusting any of you Classic chaps with tick! You've got no tin generally, to begin with, and then you go and lose it." "That's better than stealing it," retorted Ashby.
"The thing is," said Dangle, breaking in on these pleasant recriminations, "it wouldn't matter if it was Fisher's own money that was lost.

But it belongs to all of us." "I tell you he's found it by now," said Ashby.

Then, turning to Fisher minor, he whispered, "you howling young ass, you've done it! Now there'll be a regular row, and your brother will have you to thank for it!" "Don't blame him," said Dangle.