“But you may not be able to keep it. Show me your authority to make this bargain.”
Tom drew a paper from his pocket-book—a paper of which we have not hitherto spoken—signed by Mr. Armstrong, empowering him to make such terms as he found necessary to secure the papers.
“I should have made this offer to Morton,” he said in conclusion, “but the papers are no longer in his possession. I make them to you.”
“I don’t see how I’m to receive the money, even if I consent. There is a reward offered for my arrest.”
“I wish you could have gone to New York with me,” said Tom. “You could retain the papers until you were sure of the reward. I suppose that would be impossible.”
The captain looked thoughtful.
“This a matter of importance,” he said. “I will take a night to think it over. We will speak again on the subject to-morrow. Meanwhile keep your mouth shut.”
“I will,” said Tom.
He walked back to the house with his companion But he did not share the captivity of his fellow travelers. He was allowed to sleep and eat with the robbers, and to have his freedom.
“He’s only a boy,” said the captain by way of explanation. “No need to shut him up.”