But over here at the little village--Sampson they call it--I was held up.

Couldn't help it, because there wasn't any road around." "Held up ?" I queried.
"That's it, the buckboard was held up.

I got into the brush in time to save my bacon.

They began to shoot too soon." "Did you get any of them ?" "Didn't stay to see," he chuckled.

"Had to hoof it to Linrock, and it's a good long walk." "Been to your 'dobe yet to-night ?" "I slipped in at the back.