"Ve must jump on de best horses ve can git hold, shake our fists at de red reptiles, and go away fast as ve can.

De best hoss _must_ vin de race." Joe shook his head.

"A hundred arrows would be in our backs before we got twenty yards from the camp.

Besides, we can't tell which are the best horses.

Our own are the best in my 'pinion, but how are we to git' em ?" "I know who has charge o' them," said Dick.