Yet 'tis hard just now to decide upon the wisest policy." "The colonel is the real leader of our forces," persisted the lad.
"It's to him that we must go." "It looks so, Robert, but for a few days we've got to consider ourselves.

Now that we have his letter I wish we didn't have Garay." "You wouldn't really have starved him, would you, Dave?
Somehow it seemed pretty hard." The hunter laughed heartily.
"Bless your heart, lad," he replied.

"Don't you be troubled about the way we dealt with Garay.

I knew all the while that he would never get to the starving point, or I wouldn't have tried it with him.

I knew by looking at him that his isn't the fiber of which martyrs are made.