"Ain't rushed. Anything blowing in the wind?"
"A little fun, that's all."
"Then let her blow my way. Steve, here, 'lows he's gettin' so old that he don't care for fun any more, but I have to have it—bread and blackberry jam to me."
"Well, you shall have it. How are the boys, the White Caps?"
"Finer'n silk split three times."
"Can you call them together for tonight?"
"By howlin' like a wolf. Do you want 'em?"
"Yes. Will twenty dollars pay the way?"
"We'll whip the governor of the state for that much."
Sawyer unfolded his plan. The boys were to be in front of old Jasper's house at midnight.