"It's all hunky so fur, anyhow, square. Ef it stays so fer ten minutes longer, we'll save 'em both."
"Are we so near, then?"
"Leetle better 'n a mile. See, thar's the branch."
"Good! I know where we are now. Spur along; we've no time to lose."
In less than the time named the horsemen drew rein at the western fence of the yard, and speedily hitching the animals, they stealthily advanced until the rear of the house was gained. After pausing for a moment to listen, and hearing nothing suspicious, they made the circuit of the building; thus satisfying themselves that the would-be incendiary had not yet arrived.
"We're in good time, Jack," whispered Poynter, joyfully, "and 'll get him yet. Do you hide here in front, and I'll do the same behind. If you need help, whistle and I'll come."
"Help, ag'in' thet little or'nary cuss? Bah! I'd take him 'ith one finger."
"So much the better, then. But look sharp."
"Shall I nab 'im as soon as I see him?"
"No; I guess we'd better let him start a blaze first. Then he can't deny but what that was his intention. Yes, that's the best way."