"Say, let's see that ring."
Dick produced the sapphire. It was most unusual in him to carry the
smallest part of his gains on his person. The circumstance struck
Ernie at once.
"So you _were_ going to give it to her," snapped he.
"She wouldn't take it if I were fool enough to offer it," said Dick
quietly, dropping the ring into his brother's hand. It immediately
found a new resting place in the latter's pocket.
"Maybe the other one will take it from me," he grinned.
"You'd better not try it, Braddock would kick you to death."
"Everybody wants to kick me," whined the other, taking a new turn.
"But, say, he didn't offer to kick me last night when I told him she'd
been out walking with that guy. I seen 'em--I seen 'em sneaking in. I
told Brad. I bet he raised thunder with 'em."
Dick was looking out past the stand in the direction of the big tents.
"I'm not so sure," he said dryly. "I see Brad and Christine and the
guy you mean talking over there by the entrance. They seem to be in a
specially good humor."
Ernie sprang forward, his eyes dilated. He stared for a full minute
without blinking.
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