Then the youngest chap--him with the old felt hat--walked like this.' Here he squared his shoulders, put his hands by his side, and marched up and down, looking for all the world like one of them chaps that played at soldiering in Bargo.
'There's no hiding the military air, you think, Billy ?' said Starlight.
'That fellow was a recruit, and had been drilled lately.' 'I d'no.

Mother got 'em to stay, and began to talk quite innocent-like of the bad characters there was in the country.

Ha! ha! It was as good as a play.

Then they began to talk almost right out about Sergeant Goring having been away on a wrong scent, and how wild he was, and how he would be after Starlight's mob to-morrow morning at daylight, and some p'leece was to meet him near Rocky Flat.

They didn't say they was the p'leece; that was about four o'clock, and getting dark.' 'How did you get the horse ?' says Jim.