“Yes. But that isn’t Ward Porton with him,” returned Roger.
“I know it. It’s some man.”
Both continued to listen, and presently heard William Jarvey give a sarcastic laugh.
“You’ve got another guess coming, Packard Brown, if you think you are going to get that much out of the deal!” he cried. “Remember, you haven’t done a thing to help us.”
“That’s all right, Bill Jarvey,” retorted the man called Packard Brown. “When we left the U. S. A. and came over here it was understood that we were to share and share alike in everything.”
“Yes, but I didn’t think this new thing was coming up,” growled Jarvey. “We were to share equal on what we happened to get out of the greasers. This is another thing entirely.”
“I admit that. Just the same, I think I’m entitled to my share.”
“Well, you help us all you can and you’ll get a nice little wad out of it, Brown.”
What more was said on this subject did not reach the ears of Dave and Roger, for just then the latter pulled our hero by the sleeve.