Chapter 1
_ CHAPTER ONE.
There was a loud rattling noise, as if money was being shaken up in a box. A loud crashing bang, as if someone had banged the box down on a table. A rap, as if a knife had been dropped. Then somebody, in a petulant voice full of vexation and irritability, roared out:
"Bother!"
And that‘s exactly how it was, leaving Aleck Donne, who looked about sixteen or seventeen, scratching vigorously at his crisp hair as he sat back, with his elbows resting upon those of the big wooden arm-chair, staring at the money-box before him.
"I call it foolishness," he said, aloud, talking, of course, to himself, for there was no one else in the comfortable room, the window of which opened out upon the most quaint garden ever seen. "It‘s all right to save up your money in a box and keep on dropping it through a slit； but how about getting it out? Here, I‘ll go and smash the stupid old thing up directly on the block in the wood-shed."
But instead of carrying out

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