A last look back showed the lantern on the ground, the cook kneeling beside it, with both arms around Sitting Bull, restraining that warrior from following.
When the Bar O men and Lampson and Cooley were joined by the contingent from the Junction, about forty determined vigilantes dashed over the prairie.

Their horses were fresh and they made good speed.

The cloudy darkness had given way to starlight that dimly illumined the still night.

Mr.Sherwood had aimed at a sufficient force to overawe the threshers, if possible.

There was little talk.
They had made perhaps ten miles when there was a distraction.