“From the way things look,” said Brush; “we shall have to leave everything with the captain and he isn’t likely to give us anything to do.”
“He’s mad clean through; I don’t b’leve he’ll wait to say a word, but the minute he can draw bead on the leftenant, he’ll let fly.”
“He is a fine marksman, but he may be in such a hurry that he’ll miss.”
“No fear of that; I wonder,” added Ruggles, startled by a new thought, “whether Vose has any idee of stickin’ in his oar.”
“Likely enough.”
“I must git a chance to warn him that we won’t stand any nonsense like that! The best that we’ll do is to promise him a chance for a crack after you and me miss.”
“That won’t be any chance at all,” grimly remarked the parson.
“Wal, it’s all he’ll have and he mustn’t forgit it. 214 There’s some things I won’t stand and that’s one of ’em.”
“We can’t do anything now, but we may have a chance to notify him. If the opportunity comes to me, he shall not remain ignorant.”
They were now nearly opposite the camp and the two noticed with surprise that Adams and the captain were riding past it.