'Don't let 'em git away er they'll rouse the town.' 'What'll we do with 'em ?' asked the feller who held both of us.

'Kill 'em ?' Gosh, I was skeered.

Neither one of us could yell, 'cause he had us by the neck, an' he was powerful strong.

'Chuck 'em in here an' I'll tend to 'em,' said the driver.

Next thing we knowed we was in the front of the sleigh, an' the whole outfit was off like a runaway.