"I vos ready for anyting now," sighed Jake; "I vos desperate!"
"That won't do, old fellow; brace up! There are plenty more yellow boys to be had where those came from. Pshaw! in another week we shall both be rotten with wealth."
"Maype so; I don't care."
"But you want to get even with that long, thin church-spire of a detective, don't you?"
"Yes, yes; und with der odder von, too."
"All right. Come on, then."
They descended into the tunnel, carefully closing the trap-door after them.
Just before reaching the sub-cellar, Barney came to an abrupt halt.
"Suppose," said he, "they have placed a watch at both of the outlets?"
"Dot vos schust vhat dey hav' done, ov course," responded Jake, in a matter-of-fact tone.