He was beginning to take courage again for no shot had come from the room and he now was almost convinced that Lucky had indeed secured them all. Already the sled was some distance down the trail, and, turning to Jack, he said:
"Let's go." Then, turning back to the man who still stood "reaching for the stars," he remarked:
"Yes, we've got your guns and I'd advise you not to follow us for, believe me, we shall be on the watch and, after seeing how you have treated that man you had in the back room, we'll not have the slightest scruples against protecting ourselves."
"But you go leave us wid no gun we starve."
"That's your lookout, but I reckon it won't be as bad as that."
"You geeve me only one gun?"
"Do you think I'm a fool?"
"Me promise me no shoot."
"Nothing doing."
Seeing that his appeal was having no effect the man changed his attitude and became threatening.