They were young, heart-free, and full of the romance of life.
"And those awful men are really captured--and the woman ?" she cried, after another exciting recital from him.

Sam and Bill fairly snarled.
"Suppose they should get loose ?" Her eyes grew wide with the thought of it.
"They can't," he said laconically.

"I wish the marshal and his bicycle army would hurry along.

That woman and Davy need attention.

I'd hate like the mischief to have either of them die.