"Certainly not," answered Colson, amazed.
"It looks like it," remarked Obed significantly.
"I am merely in the company of the bushrangers just at present."
"Aiding and abetting them in their scheming. That's so, isn't it?"
"No."
"You haven't any interest in the plunder, then?"
Now, one of the bushrangers was within hearing, and Colson didn't venture to say "No," or it would be virtually giving up his share of the money taken from Obed and the boys.
"I don't care to answer any of your questions," he said stiffly.
"I don't wonder—not a mite, Colson. Still I'd like to ask one."
"What is it? I don't promise to answer it, though."