They ain't expectin' you yet, and they think ye'll come by the road.

Ef I raised a scare off there by the corral, while you're creepin' ROUND BY THE BACK, mebbe you could get in while they're all lookin' for ye in front, don't you see?
I'll raise a big row, and they needn't know but what ye've got wind of it and brought a party with you from Santa Inez." In a flash Clarence had wrought a feasible plan out of Jim's fantasy.
"Good," he said, wringing his old companion's hand.

"Go back quietly now; hang round the corral, and when you see the carriage climbing the last terrace raise your alarm.

Don't mind how loud it is, there'll be nobody but the servants in the carriages." He rode quickly back to the first carriage, at whose window Mrs.
Peyton's calm face was already questioning him.

He told her briefly and concisely of the attack, and what he proposed to do.
"You have shown yourself so strong in matters of worse moment than this," he added quietly, "that I have no fears for your courage.