"I'm goin' to sleep; you can figger the thing out between now and mornin', and say what you're willin' to do."
"It'll have to be as you say, I s'pose," Gus replied, sulkily; "but we must leave here."
"All right, we'll start to-morrow, an' when a good place is found, put up a reg'lar camp."
As he said this the boy rolled over as if to end the conversation, and Gus laid down beside him.
Bill waited until the heavy breathing of both told that they were asleep, and then, with a motion to Fred, he began to retreat.
Not until he was an hundred yards from the camp-fire did the miner halt, and said in a low whisper:
"It was a mighty good thing for us that warrant had been sworn out for you. If the cashier had waited a day or so we'd gone home without an idee of where them young scoundrels were."
"It seems certain they've got the money."
"Not a doubt of it."
"Why don't we jump right in on them? Perhaps they'd tell where it was buried."