It was too dark to see much, but we jumped in an' pulled 'em apart, never once thinkin' it was more than two young hotheads doin' a little blood-lettin'.

Then this chap turned an' run for it, trippin' up Sandy McPherson to get clear, and we after him.

Somebody said he was a spy, an' that's the whole I know about it." "They'll never get him," returned the other solemnly.
"An' why do you think that, man?
Sure, an' they're searchin' the shore both ways, an' Carter has got his fellers ridin' the outposts.

To my mind he hasn't the chance of a rat in a trap, the poor devil." Bill blew a cloud of smoke into the air, which a puff of wind swept down into my face.
"Because it's my notion he swum for it.

I was closest down the bank, an' somethin' hit the water.