"Don't be uneasy," said the top sergeant. "They'll stop, all right, all right."
"Let me whisper something to you, Mr. Officer," said Mrs. Crow. "It's very important."
He obligingly held up an ear, and she leaned down and spoke rapidly, earnestly into it.
"You don't say so!" he cried out. "Excuse me!" And off he dashed, calling out to his companion to follow.
A minute later the most extraordinary activity affected the group of soldiers over the way. Commands were now issued in lowered tones, and men marched rapidly away, dividing into squads.
"What did you say to that feller?" demanded Anderson.
"I told him who those men are, Anderson Crow."
"You couldn't. They're perfect strangers. If they wasn't, how'd they happen to miss the road?"
"They are the very men I'm looking for," said she. "They're the robbers,—and the men who set fire to Smock's warehouse, I'll bet you—and everything else!"
"Jumpin' Jehoshaphat!"