“They've started,” he said.
“Where are they?”
“Comin' up through the woods.”
Mallory glanced quickly about and said, “We're flanked. There's no good in staying here, is there?”
“The baggage car'll hold together for a while, and the other train ought to be here now.”
“Well,” said Mallory, “we'll try it. Come on, boys, get to cover.”
The men climbed into the car, and Jawn and Mallory were discussing methods for defending it, when the fireman thought of something.
“How about Bill Jones?” he asked. “He's back with the flag. Ain't he liable to get snapped up?”
“He'll have to take his chances,” said Mallory.
“Hold on, though. It won't do for them to find him.”