The thud of their running feet, and the wholesome mingling of their shouting struck sharply in the silence after the shooting.

One of the men swung up on the steps of the day coach and came in.
"Hello, Park," he cried to the tawny haired boy.

"Got one, did yuh?
That's good.

We did, too got him alive.

Think uh the nerve uh that Wagner bunch! to go up against a train in broad daylight.