Home! the word stung sharply through Jeff's benumbed consciousness. "No," he stammered, "that is " "Look here, Jeff," broke in the young man, "I've got a chance for you that don't fall in a man's way every day. Wells, Fargo & Co.'s treasure messenger from Robinson's Ferry to Mempheys has slipped out. The place is vacant. I reckon I can get it for you." "When?" "Now to-night." "I'm ready."