“Barker, don’t be a fool!” cried Casco, angrily.
“’Tis bad to tell the b’y that,” grumbled Grogan.
“I know what I’m doing,” returned Barker. “Will you help us make it?”
“You intend to rob somebody, eh?” said Bob, with flashing eyes.
“We intend to get twenty thousand dollars. Will you join us, and take your share?”
“No. I am not a thief.”
“That may be. But your father would have jumped at the chance,” returned Barker, coolly.
“My father? Did you know my father?” cried Bob, in astonishment.
“I did. He and I were old friends.”
“Tell me about him. Where is he?”