"
"Hardly in this rig," said Bob, referring to his clothing. "We talked
all that over, you remember."
"That's right. I had forgotten."
Bob and Jack had drawn aside during the whispered colloquy. Now Bob
turned back to his prisoner.
"Look here," he said. "We'll have a little talk later. Right now we
all need a good sleep."
Without more ado, Bob and Frank tied Stone's hands and led him to his
bed, behind a curtain in one corner of the outer room. They considered
that inasmuch as he was wounded, he was entitled to the bed. The
German had recovered consciousness from the blow on the head dealt him
by Tom, and the latter already had ranged him and the Mexican along
the wall where the sentinel could keep an eye on them. For
themselves, the boys pulled a heavy rug to another portion of the
wall, spread the heavy hangings formerly covering the door to the
inner cave on top, and here Bob and Frank lay down with their ponchos
over them. Presently they were joined by Jack who had planned to mount
guard the first two hours, but who had been overruled by Tom Bodine.
"No, you don't," said the latter. "I'm a tougher bird than you, and I
take this job myself, an' that goes."
Too tired to protest very vehemently, Jack turned in after exacting a
promise that Tom would call him at the end of two hours.
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