"I'm dead beat. Let's
build a fire and get warm."
"Where's the stuff?" the other asked. "That'll warm ye better'n
anything else. We can't afford to light a fire. It will be seen from
the mainland, and we can't tell who might be prowlin' around."
With an oath, the first speaker brought forth a bottle, and took a long
deep drink, and then handed it to his companion. After this, they both
went to the boat, got several blankets, carried them a short distance
from the water, and spread them out upon the sand.
"My, this is a better place than we spent last night," one of the men
remarked.
"Should say so," replied the other. "But didn't we give the cops a
slip, though? I thought fer sure they had us one time, when they were
pokin' around that old ware-house. Lucky fer us we were able to swipe
that boat. Suppose we divvy up now. You've got all the swag."
With the lantern between them, the two men bent their heads, while one
of them brought forth a pocket-book, and began to count out a number of
bills. His voice was so low that the concealed watchers could not hear
the amount.
"There, that's better," the other at length ejaculated, thrusting the
money into his pocket.
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