The moment that he did this he saw the monkey throw something
out into the road, and the next instant he also saw that he held
something tightly clutched in his other paw.
It required some little exertion and active movement on Toby's
part to enable him to get hold of that paw, in order to discover
what it was which Mr. Stubbs had captured; but the instant he did
succeed, there went up from his heart such a cry of sorrow as caused
Old Ben to start up in alarm and the monkey to cower and whimper
like a whipped dog.
"What is it, Toby? What's the matter?" asked the old driver, as
he peered out into the darkness ahead, as if he feared some danger
threatened them from that quarter. "I don't see anything. What is
it?"
"Mr. Stubbs has thrown all my money away," cried Toby, holding up
the almost empty bag, which a short time previous had been so well
filled with silver.
"Stubbs -- thrown -- the -- money -- away?" repeated Ben, with a
pause between each word, as if he could not understand that which
he himself was saying.
"Yes," sobbed Toby, as he shook out the remaining contents of the
bag, "there's only half a dollar, an' all the rest is gone."
"The rest gone!" again repeated Ben. "But how come the monkey to
have the money?"
"He tried to get at it out in the woods, an' I s'pose the moment
I got asleep he felt for it in my pockets.
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