"Why, you poor tramps!" exclaimed Fletcher in disgust. "You are unworthy the attention of gentlemen."
"Perhaps not, captain," answered Colson. "May I have a word with you in private?"
Not without suspicion Fletcher granted this unexpected request, and stepped aside with Colson a few paces, taking care, however, to keep near enough to his party to insure his safety.
"Well, what have you to say?" he asked abruptly.
"I have no money to give you," replied Colson, "but I have information that will enable you to obtain a great deal."
"What is your object in telling me this?" demanded Fletcher, still suspiciously.
"The fact is, my friend and I want to join with you in the enterprise, and get a fair share of the booty."
"Do you wish to join our band, then?"
"Well, not permanently, but for a little while."
"Out with the information, then!"