We are going to take a big chance; we 've got to do it--a single misplay, a slip of the foot, an incautious breath may cost our lives." "Are you going to try to get away?
To elude the Indians ?" "Yes, and there is but one possibility of success--to creep the length of the gully there, and so reach the river.

Here is Gonzales' belt.
Don't be afraid of it; it is not dead men who are going to hurt us.
Swing the strap over your shoulder this way, and slip the revolver into the holster.

That's right; we'll carry as little as we can, and leave our hands free." He hesitated, staring about in the darkness, swiftly deciding what to take.

"Do you happen to know if either of the passengers carried any grub ?" "Grub ?" "Plains' term for food," impatiently, "rations; something for lunch _en route_." "Oh, yes, Mr.Moylan did; said he never took chances on having to go hungry.

It was in a flat leather pouch." "Haversack.