"Get something to eat while you are in town, and take a short rest. Matters won't be very serious here until nightfall."
"I shan't stop long, for it would be a pretty poor sort of a fellow who couldn't walk twenty miles under these circumstances."
"Do as you choose; you have money enough for all expenses, and it may be as well to hire a saddle horse to carry me back."
"I'll attend to everything," Jet replied, "and the sooner I leave the better."
"You are right. Remember what I said about shooting the prisoner if he shows a disposition to turn rusty, and keep him in front of you."
"I won't forget, sir."
"Then good luck to you."
Harvey held out his hand, Jet grasped it for an instant, and said to his prisoner:
"Get up now, and go ahead at your best pace. You have heard the advice given me, and I shall act upon it without hesitation."
Joe looked sullenly around and then obeyed, asking as he set out: