"But that was the project of the other gang," said Welty.
"Well, I got my tribute, as well as Jacob, for our little assistance," he answered, with more fierce rubbing.
"Ah, they will all pay—that is, the big ones."
"Some of the little ones, too, eh?" said Peter.
"Where do I come in, Peter?" suddenly asked Welty. This question caused Peter to look up quickly, with a leer.
"You're not showing the white feather?" asked Peter.
"No, no; but I need some money."
"How much?"
"A thousand."
"I will have Jacob see you," returned Peter.