"There won't be any trip-up about this."
"Don't be too sure."
"See here," spoke up Andy Jimson. "When we get on the road, all of you have got to keep quiet"
"All right, mum's the world, old man," answered Dan Baxter cheerfully.
"Did you hear?" demanded the long-nosed man, looking at Sam.
"I did."
"Are you going to mind?"
"I am not your slave."
"Humph! Do you know what Todd said to ttie? He said: 'If the kid won't keep quiet when you tell him, shoot him.' How do you like that?"
"I don't like it."
"I am going to run no chances with you," continued Andy Jimson. "You have got to keep very quiet. Don't you open your mouth once after we get started. I've got a pistol handy, and I know how to use it."
In the meantime, several from the ranch were walking around, talking in low, excited tones. Then, from a distance, came a shot, followed by two more in rapid succession.
"The signal!" cried Sack Todd. "Boys, something is doing now, sure. We must get away, and at once. Are you all ready?"
