“Yes! I want to get to the river of quartz as soon as possible,” was the dry answer.
“With all my heart.”
After running about half a mile, George pulled up, and they walked.
“What do you keep looking behind for, Tom?”
“Oh, nothing.”
“You fidget me, Tom!”
“Can't help it. I shall be like that till daylight. They have shaken my nerves among them.”
“Don't give way to such nonsense. What are you afraid of?”
“I am not afraid of anything. Come, George, another run.”
“Oh, as you like. This beats all.”