Every move they, made seemed significant of their confidence and importance.

About sunset they went back into the store, closing door and window shutters.

Then Blaisdell called the Isbel faction to have food and drink.

Jean felt no hunger.
And Blue, who had kept apart from the others, showed no desire to eat.
Neither did he smoke, though early in the day he had never been without a cigarette between his lips.
Twilight fell and darkness came.

Not a light showed anywhere in the blackness.
"Wal, I reckon it's aboot time," said Blue, and he led the way out of the cabin to the back of the lot.