"She is there with her family."
"How many?"
"An old man, a young man, two boys, and four women."
"H'm! They could make it awkward for us," said Joe frowning.
"They not care for gold," said Philippe, with an innocent, stolid air. "Wash a little, and let it lie. When I tell Nahnya you all here, him feel bad. Him say no use. Him say not fight you."
"Come on, then!" cried Joe excitedly. "Let's lose no time!"
"Come on!" echoed Stack and Crusoe Campbell. The desire was no less strong in Jim Sholto's face. He looked at Kitty uneasily.
Philippe hung back. "I paddle half the night!" he said, with an admirable assumption of the disgruntled servant. "I walk all day. Am I a steam-engine? I got eat and sleep now."
"Sleep?" cried Joe. "Man, there's a fortune waiting for every one of us in there!"
"I got sleep, me," Philippe repeated stubbornly. "The gold is there to-morrow just the same, I guess."