They had signaled to each other several times, but the presence of the danger overhead rendered the boy more uneasy than usual when they were apart.
"Have ye observed nothing ?" asked Mickey, in an undertone.
"Nothing at all." "It's too dark I know, to see, but mebbe yees have heerd something to tell ye that the spalpeens are up there still." "You may be sure I listened all I know how, but everything has kept as still as the grave.

I haven't heard the fall of a pebble even.

What do you think the Indians mean to do ?" "Well it's hard to tell.

It fooks as though they didn't think we fell in, but had come down on purpose, and had some way of getting out as easy, and they're on the look out for us." "Maybe, Mickey, there's some other way of coming in, that we haven't been able to find." "I hoped so a while ago, but I've guv it up.

If them spalpeens knowed of any other way, what do they mean by fooling around that place up there, where they're likely to get shot if they show themselves, and they're likely to lose the best blankets they've got ?" Fred did not feel competent to answer this question, and so he was forced to believe that Mickey was right in his conclusion that there was no other way of entering the cave than by the skylight above.
"Which the same thing being the case, I propose that we thry and see how the new blanket answers for a bed.