“I know where he lives.”
“Well?”
“Let us hasten to his house, and, as he returns home, let us set upon him, and fleece him of everything.”
“Not a bad idea. I can quickly wake up a dozen lads who will do the trick in no time.”
“Never mind calling in assistance, surely two strapping fellows like us can easily ‘settle’ the old man, and the money will be our own.”
“Agreed,” said Captain Jack. “I’ve got a black mask in my pocket.”
“So have I.”
“Then when we assail him let us wear them, and speak not a word.”
This plan was agreed to, and the two intended robbers set out on their journey.
They had a mile or two to go, but by quick walking they soon arrived at the residence of old Gingles.