"There are altogether too many green, utterly inexperienced heroes here at present.

Be useful, Harry, old chum, and let those who are good for nothing else be heroes." "Following your own advice ?" asked Hazelton.

"Is that why you haven't a rifle yourself ?" "Why do I need a rifle ?" demanded Reade.

"I'm a non-combatant." "You-----" "Box the chatter, Harry, and ship it east," Tom interposed, showing signs of interest.

Then, in a louder voice, Tom called: "Dave Fulsbee!" "Here," answered the deputy sheriff from his hiding place in the brush.
"Do you see that bald knob of rock ahead, to your left; about a quarter of a mile away ?" "I do." "I make out figures crawling to the cover of the line of brush just to the right of the bald knob," Tom continued.