With that Red Rob disappeared on his way back to the Rat-Hole, and Chick again crept away shoreward.
He was gone a long time, but returned just before daylight.
In the barrel upon which Barney had been sitting, he found the kit of things which the professional shadow had brought for him, and then he made his way to the wharf-rat's rendezvous.
He was welcomed most cordially by Red Rob, who repeated to him an order which he had already given put to the others.
“We hey got er big scheme on hand fur tomorrer night,” he said, “an' ther boss is fixin' up ther plans, see?”
“Yes.”
“He has given orders that nobody is to leave the Rat-Hole till he comes back—me included, see?”
“Yes.”
“He says we'll make our fortunes at one whop, see?”
“Yes.”