He heard the two enter and it was too late for them to retreat, as he turned at once and looked at them, inquiry in his face.
"Who are you ?" he asked.
"We are the soldiers who have charge of the two Texans in the cells," replied Obed White boldly.

"We have just taken them their food and now we are going back to our quarters." "I have no doubt that you tell the truth," replied the officer, "but your voice has changed greatly since yesterday.

You remember that I gave you an order then about the man White." "Quite true," replied Obed quickly, raising his musket and taking aim, "and now I'm giving the order back to you.

It's a poor rule that won't work first one way and then the other.

Just you move or cry out and I shoot.