"I see myself waitin' here for you to come back with grub after you get your share.
You'll come back--not." "Sure I'll come back," replied Frank.

"Besides, some one's got to stay here.

You for the bed, Jimmie," he added, with a sudden smile on his face, brought out, doubtless, by the arrival of a brilliant idea, "you for the bed, and if the cops come here you're the boy that has the room--see?
And there ain't no other boy that you know of.

That will keep them guessing.

They'll think they've been following the wrong kid, and we'll all get across the Rio Grande before they wake up.