"
"That's true enough," echoed Calthorpe. "We can't do things for
nothing. We gotter make something."
"I guess if we tell the young feller that we know who it was what
sot us ag'in' him he'll pay us something," added Jenkins. "It don't
make no difference to me where I get money, so long as I get it."
"O' course not," said a number of the men in a breath. "One feller's
money is as good as another feller's."
"Let's go down there and see 'em," suggested Calthorpe. "If the
feller what hired us won't pay up, we'll get it from some other
feller. That's all right enough, I guess."
Half an hour later Bucephalus called Percival to the edge of the camp,
telling him that he was wanted, Jack and Billy going with Dick.
"Did you want to see me?" he asked, seeing Jenkins and Calthorpe.
"Yes, I guess so," stammered Jenkins. "You're at the head of the
ingineers, ain't ye?"
"I am with them," Percival replied. "You are one of the men who
tried to stop us, aren't you? You are Jenkins, I believe?"
"Yes, that's me. What I wanted to say is this. I know who the
feller was what told us we'd be hurt ef the road went through, and
mebby you'd like to know who he is. I kin tell ye, for I know his
name an' he's one of-----"
"We know who he is," broke in Jack, "and you can tell us nothing.
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