Below in the distance was the deserted street of the town, and farther away a few of the shacks were visible.

The scene was peaceable enough, and the awakened sleeper could scarcely comprehend that he was in truth a fugitive being hunted for his life, that all about him were men eager to kill, watchful of the slightest movement.
It was rather the sight of Brennan which restored his faculties, and yielded clear memory.

The latter greeted him with a good-humoured grin.
"Well, do you feel better, Jim ?" he asked pleasantly.

"Thought I'd let you sleep as long as I could, for we've got some job ahead of us.
Sorry thar ain't no breakfast waitin', fer I wouldn't object ter a bit o' ham bone myself.

I reckon if Lacy coops me up yere much longer, he's liable ter win his bet; I'm plumb near starved out already." "I'm afraid they've got us, Dan." "Oh, I don't know; leastwise I ain't put up no white flag yet.