"We shall be well paid," said Joe.
"Who's to pay us?" asked the woman.
"Brown. He's the man that's got charge of the job. She's got a rich father, who'll shell out liberal to get her back."
"Did he pay you anything in advance?"
"I squeezed five dollars out of him."
"Where is it, Joe?"
"Don't you wish you knew, old woman?" said Joe, with a grin. "I can take care of it."
"Half of it belongs to me."
"How do you make that out?"
"Haven't I the care of the child? It don't trouble you."