Jet was in that frame of mind when to confide in some one is a relief, and he told him the same story the purser of the steamer refused to believe.
His new acquaintance listened attentively, and when Jet had concluded, asked:
"What do you s'pose they wanted with a feller like you?"
"I don't know."
"Hadn't anybody's else money, eh?"
"Not a cent, an' I'm no richer now."
"What kind of lookin' duffers was they?"
"Dressed pretty well, the short one was."
"Did the other one wear green spectacles, an' was he tall?"
"Yes, have you seen 'em?"