"We shall not get found out."
"We shall be sent to the state prison—at least I shall."
"I shall, if you are; we shall both be in the same boat, and if one goes down the other must."
"I don't know about that," said Sandy; "your father is rich, and he will get you off. I shall have to stand all the racket."
"Shut up, Sandy! I have gone too far to back out now," added Richard, decidedly, as he took a bunch of matches from his pocket.
"Hold on a moment, Dick, before it is too late. It will be cheaper to do our thinking now than it will be after the barn is burned down."
"I have done all the thinking I care to do already. The die is cast, Sandy. I won't back out now, and you shall not."
"It's too bad to burn up the horses and oxen in the barn. That's cruel. If it wasn't for them, I wouldn't say a word."
"Very well; we will go round and turn out the horses and oxen. I don't want to burn them any more than you do."
"But the noise will wake the farmer and his man."