"You had better," said Maybe Dixon. "You ain't got no show to git away."
"Don't be so sure of that," came from Morgan Fitzsimmons, who was behind another rock, and also armed.
"We'll starve you out, if we can't do better," said one of the posse.
"You must give up to the law," said Peckham.
"He's an under-sheriff," said Maybe Dixon, but did not add from what State.
"An under-sheriff!" muttered Morgan Fitzsimmons, in dismay. "They are certainly after us hot-footed," he added, to Sag Ruff.
"Look here, if you are willing, maybe we will compromise," said Sag Ruff, after a long pause.
"We are not compromising with criminals," said Mark.
"You want your gold, don't you?"
"Yes, and we are bound to have it," put in Maybe Dixon.