"Did you ever know anything of an Uncle Doc?" asked Richard suddenly.
Pep gave a cry.
"What do you know of my Uncle Doc?" he exclaimed trembling. "Oh, Mr.
Dare, did he--did he--"
"What? Send me here? No; but he is looking all over for your father.
Then your name is Pep Clover?"
"Yes, sir. But how did you find it out?"
"Your father's talking led me to think so. I'm glad I found you for
there is money coming to your father. How much I don't know, but quite
some."
"Money coming to him?" Pep's eyes opened widely. Then suddenly his
face fell. "Yer foolin' me."
"No, I'm not. It's money from an uncle in England, left to your father
and your Aunt Betty."
Pep gave a whoop. "Hooray!" he cried, with a wild fling of his arms.
"How much is it? As much as twenty--as fifty dollars?"
"Yes, a good many fifty dollars," replied Richard with a smile.
"And kin dad have a nuss and medicine? Maybe they'll let him in the
hospital if he pays, hey? And I'll get some new clo'es, and then they'll
let me come and see him."
Pep rattled on as if the idea of sudden wealth had turned his head.
"I'll go and tell your uncle," said Richard at length. "I know it will
be a big surprise to him."
"Kin you find the way from here and back?" asked Pep anxiously.
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