If he got two it would be a hundred dollars, an' if he got three, it would be----" Godfrey stopped, believing that he must have made a mistake somewhere, and stared at Dan as if he were utterly bewildered.

Dan returned the stare with interest.

"A hundred dollars!" he repeated, slowly.

"That thar Dave of our'n goin' to make a hundred dollars all by hisself! Some on it's mine." "It's more'n that, Dannie," said Godfrey, who, as soon as he could settle his mind to the task, went over his calculations again, adding the astounding statement-- "An' if he gets three dollars a dozen, he'll get a hundred an' fifty dollars for the lot." Dan's astonishment was so great that for a few seconds he could not speak, and even his father looked puzzled and amazed.

He was certain that he had made no mistake in his mental arithmetic this time, and the magnitude of David's prospective earnings fairly staggered him.
It made him angry to think of it.
"The idee of that triflin' leetle Dave's makin' so much money," he exclaimed, in great disgust; "an' here's me, who has worked an' slaved fur a hul lifetime, an' I've got jest twenty dollars." "Eh ?" cried Dan.
Godfrey was frightened at what he had said, but he could not recall it without exciting Dan's suspicions; so he put on a bold face and continued:-- "Yes, I've got that much, an' I worked hard fur it, too.