"Run!" cried Yankee Jim, pushing him out of the door, and the boy was off like the wind.

LeNoir pursued him a short way and returned raging.
Yankee Jim, or Yankee, as he was called for short, came back to Macdonald Dubh's side, and whispering to the other Highlanders, "Keep your backs clear," sat up coolly on the counter.

The fight was sure to come and there were seven to one against them in the room.

If he could only gain time.

Every minute was precious.