Jamie's eyes became heavy, and in spite of his unhappy position he dozed.
"See here," said the man, "you may's well sleep, but I ain't goin' to take any chances on you.

I'm goin' to tie you so's you won't be givin' us the slip." "Oh, leave the kid be, Bill! He's all right!" the other man objected.
"I ain't takin' chances," growled Bill.

"I'm goin' to have some say about it, too." He fumbled in his pocket, and drawing forth some stout twine proceeded to tie Jamie's hands securely behind his back.

Then he tied Jamie's feet, and gave him a push to the rear.
"Now I guess you'll stay with us all right," he grinned.
"Aw, leave the kid be! What you want to tie him for ?" Hank protested.
"He can't get away.

Better let him go anyhow." "You leave me be to do what I wants to do and I'll leave you be to do what you wants to," growled Bill.