The two others perceptibly shrugged their shoulders as over a game that was lost.

The remaining passenger, John Hale, fearless by nature, inexperienced by habit, awaking suddenly to the truth, conceived desperate resistance.

But without his making a gesture this was instinctively felt by the others; the muzzle of the gun turned spontaneously on him, and he was vaguely conscious of a certain contempt and impatience of him in his companions.
"Git down," repeated the voice imperatively.
The three passengers descended.

Hale, furious, alert, but helpless of any opportunity, followed.

He was surprised to find the stage-driver and express messenger standing beside him; he had not heard them dismount.
He instinctively looked towards the horses.