Anyway, we can get big reinforcements." Pennington clasped his arms over his knees and sang: "The race is not to him that's got The longest legs to run, Nor the battle to those people That shoot the biggest gun." "Where did you get that song ?" asked Dick.

"I'll allow, under the circumstances, that there seems to be some sense in it." "A Texan that we captured last night sang it to us.

He was a funny kind of fellow.

Didn't seem to be worried a bit because he was taken.

Said if his own people didn't retake him that he'd escape in a week, anyhow.
Likely enough he will, too.