“It was. Where are Casco and Grogan?”
“Skipped the town,” returned the robber. “Are you alone?” he went on, anxiously, as he tried to pierce the darkness behind Bob.
“Never mind about that,” returned the youth.
“You come along with me.”
“Where to?”
“I’ll soon show you.”
“I don’t think I will be such a fool.”
“If you don’t come along, I’ll knock you over with this stick,” returned Bob, decidedly. “I don’t propose to stand any more fooling.”
“You talk mighty big for a boy,” sneered Barker.
“Perhaps I do, but I mean what I say. Come, move along.”