“Because I’m tired of waiting,” was the growled-out answer. “I want some coin. I set the fire. You robbed the Frenchman. It was fifty-fifty with the risk. Now let it be the same with the coin.”
“But I tell you I haven’t got much coin left,” declared Crooked Nose. “We missed the biggest bunch of it, and what I got——”
“Give me half of what you got then!” growled the other.
“I can’t. I had to spend some——”
“Don’t talk so loud!” warned the man whose face was in the shadow. “First thing you know some one may hear us, and then——” He shrugged his shoulders, as though no words were necessary.
“Great Scott!” whispered Ned to Jerry. “Is it possible we have stumbled on the very men we wanted?”
“More a case of them stumbling in on us,” Jerry answered. “Listen to what they are saying.”
It was the same argument over again, one man demanding money and the other trying to pacify him without giving it.
“What are we going to do?” whispered Ned.