"I have met him."
"Then it may be that I need say no more. Have you had any dealings with him?" The old man's voice dropped and his little eyes seemed to Robert almost to come together, so intense was the expression in them.
"Yes, sir." He decided to try to lead the man on, and it might be that he would learn something which it would be well for the men at Fort Montgomery to know.
"Did he pay you well?"
"Yes, sir, he paid me well," replied Robert warmly.
"You have the 'word,' I see. It is wonderful how many are in this scheme."
"Yes, sir."
"This, then, is what I want you to leave at Josh's house. You may not find him there, but you can give it to his wife. She is a wise woman, and will understand what to do." As he spoke the old man held forth a clipping from a newspaper, and, wondering, Robert took it and read the following:—
"Persons going into the other colonies may be supplied with any number of counterfeited Congress notes for the price per ream. They are so neatly and exactly executed that there is no risk in getting them off, it being almost
