Concluding that it did not matter I hurried on in an endeavor to reach the ranch before Steele.

Although I was not sure, I believed I had succeeded.
The moon shone brightly.

I heard a banjo in the distance and a cowboy sing.

There was not a person in sight in the wide courts or on the porch.

I did not have a well-defined idea about the inside of the house.
Peeping in at the first lighted window I saw a large room.