"Yes; but I reckon there's nothing to prevent our getting out at Yonkers."
"I didn't know she stopped there."
"You will probably have time to learn several things before you're many years older."
"But this steamer doesn't leave till night."
"I've made another change in my plans, and it doesn't concern you since a messenger's duty is to follow as long as he is paid for his services."
This was said in such an angry tone that Jet held his peace lest he should give further offense, but at the same time the whole affair was beginning, in his mind, to assume a very mysterious aspect.
The man motioned for him to walk by his side, and led the way through the main saloon to a state-room forward, where, through the half-opened door. Jet failed to see the baggage which had been spoken of as needing "stowing."
"Go in," the stranger said impatiently, pushing Jet into the apartment, and following him.
Then the door was locked, and the man carefully fastened both the shutter and window.
Now the messenger was alarmed, and turned toward the door with upraised fist as if to pound for assistance, when a hand was placed roughly over his mouth.