Now go!" The conspirators' horses were brought up and Claiborne put Armitage upon the best of them.
"Don't treat me as though I were a sick priest! I tell you, I feel bully! If the prisoners will kindly walk ahead of us, we'll graciously ride behind.

Or we might put them both on one horse! Forward!" Chauvenet and Durand, as they marched ahead of their captors, divided the time between execrating each other and trying to make terms with Armitage.

The thought of being haled before Baron von Marhof gave them great concern.
"Wait a few hours, Armitage--let us sit down and talk it all over.

We're not as black as your imagination paints us!" "Save your breath! You've had your fun so far, and now I'm going to have mine.

You fellows are all right to sit in dark rooms and plot murder and treason; but you're not made for work in the open.