Moreover, two men slept in each boat.
"We must get that sentinel somehow," said Henry, "not to hurt him, but to see that he doesn't talk for the next half hour or so." "What's your idea ?" asked the shiftless one.
Henry whispered to him rapidly and Sol grinned with satisfaction.
"Good enough," said the shiftless one.

"It'll work," and he crept away from Henry deep in the bushes a little west of the sentinel.

A moment or two later the Spaniard on watch was startled by a sharp, warning hiss from the edge of the thicket.

He knew very well what made it--a rattlesnake, a thing that he loathed and feared.

He certainly did not want such a deadly reptile sliding through the grass on his feet, and, clubbing his musket, he walked forward, looking intently for the venomous thing.