"Hustle 'em out!" "Black or white ?" sleepily inquired Evarts.
"White, and Americans at that," Tom retorted.

"Put none but Americans on guard tonight, Evarts! What do you suppose has happened ?" "Can't guess." "No! You're still too sleepy.

Evarts, some scoundrels have blown out a good part of our wall yonder." "Are you joking, Mr.Reade ?" "No, sir; I am not.

Dynamite must have been used.

Hazelton and I heard the noise of the blast, but of course we got out there too late to catch any miscreant at the job." Evarts, at first, was inclined to regard the news with mild disbelief, but he soon realized that something must have happened very nearly as the young chief engineer had described.
"Well, what are you standing there for ?" Tom demanded, impatiently.