you'll be reasonable I am sure we can come to terms that will be satisfactory all around."
"I don't think so."
"This craft is worth a lot of money, so the mate of the Dogstar says, and there is no reason why all of us shouldn't make a neat pile out of her."
"Do you want us to go in partnership with you?" asked Tom, in disgust.
"That's it, and if you will, we'll say nothing about your hurting Sack Todd."
"Is he bad?" asked Sam.
"He is bad enough. We want to get out so that he can have proper attention and medicine."
"Better give him some of that doctored water," suggested Tom, grimly.
"Don't get fresh, young man!"
"I think you are the one who is fresh!" retorted Tom. "Do you think we are going to train with such fellows as you? Not much!"
"Then you won't make terms?"
"No," came from the three Rovers.
At this the men at the foot of the iron ladder muttered something that our friends could not catch. The rascals were furious and wanted to do some more shooting, but did not dare, fearing shots in return.
"Will you let Sack Todd have some water?* asked Pold, presently.
