This beautiful row will all be over in a few minutes.

I never intended to waste much time on those fellows when I got them where I wanted them." His left arm hung quite limp at his side and his face was very white.

He had dropped his rifle in the road at the moment the ball struck his shoulder, but he still carried his revolver.

He nodded to Oscar, and they both galloped forward over the open ground, making straight for the cedar covert.
Claiborne was instantly up and away between the two riders.

Their bold advance evidently surprised the trio beyond the barricade, who shouted hurried commands to one another as they distributed themselves along the wall and awaited the onslaught.