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`` But the money for the pay-rolls , son -- this is only an order to go to work , '' he said , fingering the telegram doubtfully . Tom laughed joyously . `` If I ca n't make Mr. Henniker believe that he can afford to carry us a while longer on the strength of that bit of yellow paper , I 'll rob his bank . You get the men together by three o'clock , and I 'll be here with the money . If I 'm not , it will be because somebody has sandbagged me between the bank and the train . '' Caleb was still wrestling with the incredible thing , but light was breaking in on him slowly . `` Hold on , son , '' he said , and the old-time smile was wrinkling at the corners of his eyes ; `` how much did you allow to make out o ' this job ?