The Turner Twins - Ralph Henry Barbour - Bog

"Jail," said the boy in the gray flannels. "School," pronounced the boy in the blue serge. "Bet you!" "No, sir, you owe me ten cents now. You didn't pay up the last time." "It's wrong to bet for money, Ned." The other set down the suitcase he was carrying and scoffed. "Yes, when you lose," he observed, with deep sarcasm. "That's thirty-five cents you owe me. You bet in Chicago that-"