That wasn't as big a battle as some of the others, but Dick, for those mad three hours it seemed that all the demons of death were turned loose." "It certainly looked like it, George, you stiff old Vermonter, and I don't forget that you came to save me." "Shut up about that, or I'll hit you over the head with the butt of my pistol.

I merely paid back, though I only paid about half of what I was owing to you.

The chance luckily came sooner than I had hoped.

But, Dick, what a morning to follow Christmas." A chilly rain was pouring down.

A cold fog was rising from the Cumberland, wrapping the town in mists.