“You’ll come to believe it sooner or later,” said the outlaw, with an air of conviction.
“Then what is the use of trying to lead a good and honourable life?”
“That’s just what I say. There isn’t any use.”
Harry had never before met any one holding such views of fate. He was interested but repelled. He felt that he could not and would not accept any such idea, and he said so.
“You’ll change your mind after you become one of us,” said his companion.
“After what?” ejaculated Harry.
“I suppose you know you are to become one of us.”
“But that will never be. How can you think such a thing!”
“Because I know it is to be. Why do you think the captain brought you here? He had your money, and couldn’t get any more out of you.”
“Do you really mean what you say?” asked Harry, his heart filled with a sickening apprehension that this might be true.