"Suppose you should meet them before getting out of the house?"
"Then we must fight alone, unless you can aid us from the upper window, for I would rather get the worst of it than to let that fellow escape. Follow me, Jet, and don't attempt to go ahead."
Harvey opened the door softly, dropped to his hands and knees, and crawled into the yard.
Jet copied every movement, and the two worked their way toward the barn, stopping every few feet to listen for some sound from the enemy.
All was quiet as the grave, and not even so much as the rustling of the leaves broke the stillness.
The barn door was not fastened, and Harvey pulled it open a short distance, rising to his feet as he gained the entrance.
A moment later the two were in the building groping their way from one point to another in the hope of finding a place of exit.
Now Harvey stopped for a final word.
"If it should happen that those fellows on the outside get the best of me, make every effort to escape."
"Not at the cost of leaving you alone."