"When did they arrive?"
"Night before last. They've located right alongside of us. Gee! we were surprised when they showed up. They expect to break camp in the morning." He yawned widely.
"Hm-m! They're making tracks, aren't they? Were they friendly?"
"Oh, sure! So were we. There was nothing else to do, was there? We had no orders."
"I have two dozen men and four boatloads of dynamite with me. I'm going to hold that mountainside."
"Then you're going to fight!" All vestige of drowsiness had fled from the man's face.
"Not if we can help it. Who is in charge of this crew?"
"Gordon himself."
"Gordon!"
"Yes! And he's got a tough gang with him."