Those fellows are woodsmen and they'll be sure to see signs that we're here." "Right you are, Mr.Mason.

It's well the lady left so soon, and that we're between them and her." "It looks as if this fellow Slade had set out to be our evil genius.
We're always meeting him." "Yes, sir, but we can take care of him.

I don't specially mind this kind of fighting, Mr.Mason.

We had to do a lot of it in the heavy timber on the slopes of some of them mountains out West, the names of which I don't know, and generally we had to go up against the Sioux and Northern Cheyennes, and them two tribes are king fighters, I can tell you.
Man for man they're a match for anybody." "Slade's men don't appear to be moving," said Shepard, who was on the other side of the sergeant.
"Not so's you could hear 'em," said Sergeant Whitley.

"They heard us and they're creeping now so's to see what we are and then fall on us by surprise.