In this were two sections
that opened up into four berths. Beyond the berths a passageway led
to a private stateroom. When the boys reached the stateroom, Elmer
was standing at the door with a happy smile on his face.
"Fo' de captain," exclaimed the colored boy.
"Where are you to bunk, Alan?" Ned asked, quickly.
"Oh, the crew is in the main room."
"Not much," exclaimed Ned. "We're partners in this enterprise. I
don't have any better than the rest."
And in another moment he had dropped his valise alongside Alan's
berth.
"We'll keep the little room for consultations," he said with a
laugh, "when we don't want Elmer to hear us talking about the
Indians."
The colored lad grunted.
"Can't scare me wif no Injun talk," he said. "I specs I ain't half
so 'fraid o' Injuns as I is o' dat stuff in de black box."
"And it's time to attend to the 'stuff,'" interrupted Ned.
They returned to the baggage room.
"Now," Ned began, "the door to this car must be kept locked except
when the train crew are compelled to come through. We, in turn,
must be careful about fire and lights.
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