"They're lying among the bushes, and they're not moving now, 'cause they're not certain what's become of us.

It's Slade sure.

I saw him sitting under a tree, wearing that big flap- brimmed hat, and sitting beside him was a great, black-haired, red-faced man, a most evil-looking fellow, too." "Skelly! Bill Skelly, beyond a doubt!" said Dick.
"That's him! From what you said Skelly started out by being for the Union.

Now, as we believed before, he's joined hands with Slade who's for the South." "They're just guerrillas, sergeant.

They're for themselves and nobody else." "I reckon that's true, and they're expecting to get some plunder from us.
But if you'll listen to me, Mr.Mason, we'll burn their faces while they're about it." "You're our leader now, sergeant.