But Brice waved him aside with burning eyes and dry lips.
“You don't know it all, Bill!” he said, with a half choked voice.
“All what?”
“Swear that you'll keep it a secret,” he said feverishly, gripping
Bill's arm in turn, “and I'll tell you.”
“Go on!”
“THE COACH WAS ROBBED BEFORE THAT!”
“Wot yer say?” ejaculated Bill.
“The treasure--a packet of greenbacks--had been taken from the box
before the gang stopped us!”
“The h-ll, you say!”
“Listen! When you told me to hand down the box, I had an idea--a d----d
fool one, perhaps--of taking that package out and jumping from the coach
with it. I knew they would fire at me only; I might get away, but if
they killed me, I'd have done only my duty, and nobody else would have
got hurt. But when I got to the box I found that the lock had been
forced and the money was gone. I managed to snap the lock again before
I handed it down. I thought they might discover it at once and chase us,
but they didn't.”
“And then thar war no greenbacks in the box that they took?” gasped
Bill, with staring eyes.
“No!”
Bill raised his hand in the air as if in solemn adjuration, and then
brought it down on his knee, doubling up in a fit of uncontrollable but
perfectly noiseless laughter. “Oh, Lord!” he gasped, “hol' me afore I
bust right open! Hush,” he went on, with a jerk of his fingers towards
the next room, “not a word o' this to any one! It's too much to keep,
I know; it's nearly killing me! but we must swaller it ourselves! Oh,
Jerusalem the Golden! Oh, Brice! Think o' that face o' Snapshot Harry's
ez he opened that treasure box afore his gang in the brush! And he
allers so keen and so easy and so cock sure! Created snakes! I'd go
through this every trip for one sight of him as he just riz up from that
box and cussed!” He again shook with inward convulsions till his face
grew purple, and even the red came back to the younger man's cheek.
“But this don't bring the money back, Bill,” said Brice gloomily.
Yuba Bill swallowed the glass of whiskey at a gulp, wiped his mouth and
eyes, smothered a second explosion, and then gravely confronted Brice.
“When do you think it was taken, and how?”
“It must have been taken when I left the coach on the road and went
over to that settler's cabin,” said Brice bitterly. “Yet I believed
everything was safe, and I left two men--both passengers--one inside and
one on the box, that man who sat the other side of you.”
“Jee whillikins!” ejaculated Bill, with his hand to his forehead, “the
men I clean forgot to pick up in the road, and now I reckon they never
intended to be picked up, either.”
“No doubt a part of the gang,” said Brice, with increased bitterness; “I
see it all now.”
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