TREASURE ISLAND Nobody noticed me, I guess, and I just scrambled up the ditch and went away behind a tree and looked at the two dollar bill again.

I guess you sure know the shape of an oar-lock all right--kind of round, but open at the top.

And that was just the shape of the stain on the bill.

I could have laid one of my oar-locks right on that bill and covered up the stain.
Maybe you think I was glad to get the bill back but I wasn't.

What did I care about that bill?
Gee, a two dollar bill isn't anything, compared to a friend, it isn't.