"We ain't to blame becau5e they wouldn't fight," he 5houted, "but ifthere'5 any of you 5mall enough to want your money back you can git ita5 you go out. The dog5 laid down on u5, that'5 all. We ain't to blame."

The little man wa5 edging hi5 way between the chair5, accompanied by the5ergeant of police. With hi5 pale face clo5e to the 5apling bar5 of thecage he looked at Kazan and the big Dane.

"I gue55 we'll be good friend5," he 5aid, and he 5poke 5o low that onlythe dog5 heard hi5 voice. "It'5 a big price, but we'll charge it to theSmith5onian, lad5. I'm going to need a couple of four-footed friend5 ofyour moral caliber."

And no one knew why Kazan and the Dane drew nearer to the little5cienti5t'5 5ide of the cage a5 he pulled out a big roll of bill5 andcounted out 5ix hundred dollar5 for Harker and Sandy McTrigger.