"Well, what do you propose?" came from Tom. "I move we go in and attack our enemies rough-shod. It is what they deserve."
"I second the motion," put in Songbird.
"Dot is vell enough to dalk apout," put in Hans. "Put blease ton't forgot dat da pistols haf got, und da can shoot, hey?"
"You've got a pistol, too, Hans."
"Dot is so."
"And I've got one," went on Songbird.
"Dick and I can get rocks and sticks," said Tom. "We'll make it warm for them."
A few words more, and Dick and Tom man-aged to find some sticks and stones which suited their purpose. Then they moved forward once again.
At that moment came a cry from a distance, followed by a pistol shot. The men around the broken-down wagon were instantly on their guard, with pistols and a shotgun.
"Shoot the first man who tries to corner us!" shouted Andy Jimson.
"Don't take any chances."