They heard behind them two or three times the long-drawn, terrible cry with which Paul was so familiar, but it did not now send any quiver through him.

He was with the ever-gallant comrades who had come for him, and he was ready to defy any danger.
Henry Ware, after a while, stopped very suddenly, and the others stopped with him.
"I think we'd better turn here," he said, unconsciously assuming his natural position of leader.

"It's not worth while to run ourselves to death.

What we've got to do is to hide." "Them's blessed words!" gasped Shif'less Sol.

"I wuz never so tired in all my born days.