“Mr. Roughgrove—Mr. Roughgrove,” said Joe, in a low tone.
“Well, what do you want with me?” responded the old ferryman.
“I wanted to tell you that your two oarsmen are forgotten, and to ask you if we hadn’t better call to them to come up here, where they’ll be out of danger?”
“They are not forgotten,” said Roughgrove; “I sent them over the river to procure assistance, if possible.”
“Thank you. I’m glad they’re out of danger. I couldn’t rest till I found out something about them,” said Joe, retiring; but instead of resuming his watch, he slipped into the house.
“He’s at his old tricks agin,” said Sneak, when he observed him stealthily enter the door. “Come out, I say!” he continued, in a loud voice.
“What is the matter?” interrogated Glenn, from his station on the north.
“Why, that feller’s crept into the house agin,” replied Sneak.
“Well, but he’s come out again,” said Joe, reappearing, and walking reluctantly to his loophole.
“What did you go in for?” demanded Glenn.