"What?"
"I'm going to make it up ter him, thet's all."
"Do you mean that you will lead us without any further trouble?" questioned Allen eagerly.
"Thet's wot I do mean, an' I'll swear ter it if ye want me ter," added Slavin, solemnly.
"You needn't swear, Slavin."
"But I mean it, Winthrop. I may be a bad man, but I ain't so all-fired bad as ter forgit a man when he does me a good turn," went on the sufferer, with increased earnestness.
"Well, I will take you at your word."
"But I can't go on just yet. I've got a terrible pain in my breast, here."
"I suppose you have. We shan't move to-night and maybe not to-morrow. It will depend upon how Noel Urner feels."
"Oh, I'll go on," said Noel. "But I think a little rest here will do us all good," he added, thoughtfully.