You know how your mother would feel--You don't want to get foolish.

You can keep an eye on them--to-night especially.

I've an idea they're waiting for dark; and if I knew why, I'd be a lot to the good.
And if I knew why old Baumberger took your father off so suddenly, why--I'd be wiser than I am now." He lifted his hat, brushed the moisture from his forehead, and gave a grunt of disapproval when his eyes rested on Jack.
"What yuh loaded down like that for ?" he demanded.

"You fellows better put those guns in cold storage.

I'm like Baumberger in one respect--we don't want any violence!" He grinned without any feeling of mirth.
"Something else is liable to be put in cold storage first," Wally hinted, significantly.