“Nasty night,” says one.
“Rotten,” says the other.
“I feel like I was back in the navy,” says the first one, “mounting guard like this.”
“What’s it all about?”
“How should I know? The Old Man didn’t take me into his confidence.”
“Guess Jonas P. Dunn never told nobody nothin’,” says the other. “Tight-mouthed old coot.”
“He knows what he’s up to, you can bet on that.”
“There’s diggin’ in it. Don’t s’pose he’s rim onto Captain Kidd’s treasure or somethin.”
“Like’s not.”
“Hope ’tain’t so. Them old pirates allus buried dead men along with their treasure, to guard it. The captain always killed them men that helped bury it, so they couldn’t tell where it was hid.... And men like that don’t rest easy in their graves.”