The women uttered no sound.
A loud voice pealed from behind the embankment.
"Come out an' fight! Do you Isbels want to be killed like sheep ?" This sally gained no reply.

Jean returned to his post by the window and his comrades followed his example.

And they exercised extreme caution when they peeped out.
"Boys, don't shoot till you see one," said Gaston Isbel.

"Maybe after a while they'll get careless.

But Jorth will never show himself." The rustlers did not again resort to volleys.