The fellow who had held back the top followed, and snuggled into the seat beside her.

She noticed now he held a gun in his hand, which he deposited between his knees.

The leader drew back the flap of canvas endeavouring to peer into the dark interior.
"All set ?" "Sure." "Well, keep awake, Joe, and mind what I told yer.

Now, Moore, up with you, and drive like hell; you must be in the bad lands before daylight." A fellow clambered to the seat in front, his figure outlined against the sky, and picked up the reins.

Those within could hear the shuffling of the horses' feet as though they were eager to be off.