Don't dare come near any of us again.

Start!" "Yes, start--mizzle--clear out!" roared Archie, getting angrier every moment.

"Begone! Make yourself scarce about here!" "Well, I think this is a nice way to treat a gentleman," growled Arthur, as he turned on his heel, and walked slowly away.
"Pick up that blanket and saddle," said Johnny.

"Take all your plunder away from here, and remember that this side of the glade belongs to us." "Yes, remember it--bear it in mind!" exclaimed Archie, who seemed to think it his duty to give emphasis to what the others said.

"Think of it continually." Arthur glared savagely upon Archie; but, fearing to irritate him and his friends further, by refusing to obey their commands, he shouldered his baggage, and walked sullenly toward the fire, around which the Rancheros were congregated, awaiting the summons to supper.
"Benedict Arnold!" said Johnny, as soon as the traitor was out of hearing.
Frank and Archie thought the name appropriate.