He did so.
“Patsy!” he cried.
“Yes, sir.”
“You can’t see the train?”
“No, sir; but it hasn’t come, we’ve tin minits to the good.”
“How do you know?” shouted Mr Fanshawe
“I’ve got your watch an’ chain, sir,” came Patsy’s voice. “I whipped it out of Paddy’s pocket whin he was playin’ tricks wid the ould Gineral and the handkerchief wid your money wrapped up in it. Mr Fanshawe, sir!”
“Yes?”
“I’ve counted the gowld, it’s all there—six suverins; and there’s fourteen shillings of Paddy’s as well.”
“We must take Patsy with us,” said Mr Fanshawe, when he had communicated the news to his companions.