“There’s money in it, I know that,” Jeff went on. “Big money—though I’m blowed if I see where! But we’ll get our share if we do our part.”
“I can use any that comes my way, all right,” said Larry, with a smothered laugh. “Always broke—that’s what I am!”
“How about the morning, Jeff?” asked Tim. “We can’t stay here when it gets to be light. They’d spot us in a minute.”
“Won’t be any need then, Tim. We can keep an eye on them from the yacht. And the boss is apt to turn up here himself most any time.”
“Why not pull it off to-night, Jeff?” asked Larry. “It’s a good chance, I’d say.”
“Ain’t got my orders yet, Larry. As soon as the boss turns up there’ll be plenty doing. Keep an eye out for a red light from the deck. That’ll be a sign to watch out for anything that comes along. We may show it—we may not. But if we do, be lively.”
“All right,” growled Tim. “But let’s quit this nursemaid job as soon as we can, Jeff. We’re good pals of yours—and this ain’t no game for a grown man, you know that.”
“’Twon’t be so bad,” said Jeff, comfortingly. “Nights ain’t so long—and you can take turns sleeping. It’s all right as long as one of you stays awake.”
“So long, Jeff,” said both the men who were to stay behind, then, in unison.
“Good-night,” answered Jeff. “I’ll have a boat at the point for you at daylight. Good luck!”