"There's only one place," responded the voice of the man who had suggested the plot.
"Where?" chorused the others.
"On this end of the long bridge across the river."
"Right you are, 'Bo. We can make our 'get-away' down the bank and find some of the 'shanty men' to take us across."
"And into the arms of the police," sneered the ringleader. "We'll use the bank to escape, but we won't ask any favors of a 'shanty man'."
"Will there be enough money aboard to make it worth while?" inquired one of the schemers, with an evidently practical turn of mind.
"Sure; Number 4 always carries a bunch of gold for Western towns."
"But how'll we board her?" asked still another.
"Get a lantern and wave it."
"Will they stop?"