»I was not!« said Dewey. As they talked they moved closer to the door and quickly scrambled outside. Donald was after them in a minute. They ran until they were out of breath.
»How much money -« panted Huey.
»Have we got -« gasped Dewey.
»Between us?« puffed Louie. They slowed down and Louie poked his finger in his shirt pocket. He found a nickel.
»I've got thirteen cents in my piggy bank,« Dewey said.