Allan shivered slightly. Of course, the law was on the company’s side; the men were trying to destroy its property; and yet that scarcely seemed to justify shooting them down from behind a wall of steel.
“We ain’t had no trouble since,” Jed added. “They’ve l’arnt their lesson. But it wouldn’t surprise me t’ wake up ’most any night with a dago knife in my belly.”
He stretched himself and yawned dismally.
“Ten o’clock,” he said, glancing at his watch. “Looks like I’d have t’ stay here all night. What’s yer name, sonny?”
“Allan West.”
“You ain’t th’ reg’lar night man here?”
“No; the regular night man was hurt this afternoon, and I’m taking his place.”
Hopkins nodded; then suddenly he sat erect and listened.
“There they come,” he said; “it’s time,” and he started for the door.