"I want to say a word first.
Jake Elliott has betrayed us to these people, and they are trying to arrest us.

If they catch us, we shall be treated as spies; that is to say, we shall be hanged to the most convenient tree.

I believe we're all the sons of brave men, and ready to die, if we must, but I, for one, don't mean to die like a dog, and for that reason I'll never be taken alive." "Nor me," "nor me," "nor me," answered the boys, neglectful of grammar, but very much in earnest.
"Very well, then," replied Sam.

"It is understood that we're not going to surrender, whatever happens." "It's agreed," answered every boy there except the wretched prisoner, who was no longer counted one of them.
"That boat has no sail," said Sam, "and she's got half a mile to row through rough water before she crosses our track half a mile ahead.

I think I can give her the slip.