'Do you know what the robbery is?'

'Yes; a negro lad, the servant of a very wealthy stock-raiser in a
distant part of the township. The servant is to return home after
moon rise with a large sum of money, from the sale of several droves.
The cattle dealer is gouty, and he has no faith in anything. His
servant brings the money home, because he will not trust the banks.
The Capteen does not care about entrusteen you to the keepeen of the
women; so before we depart you will be fastened securely in your own
room. But you will have one friend at home. Nancy, I believe, like
myself, would do much to serve you, although she is obliged for her
own safety, to pretend that she considers you both dangerous and
untrustworthy.'

When supper was ended that evening Roland noticed that the robbers
made unusual preparations. Before they departed the chief addressed
our hero:

'I have no reason to put any trust in you. Therefore you shall
henceforth be treated as a mad dog. Go now to your room; for the door
must be made secure before I leave.

'My only regret to-night,' replied Roland, 'is that it lies not in
my power to thwart you in your infamous plot. It is well that you set
this watch upon me; else I should go from the wood and inform your
intended victim of your designs.'

'To your room, sir. Some time you may go too far.'