"I guess there isn't going to be any real trouble," spoke Reade
carelessly. "But there's a question at issue that I feel it would
be impertinent in me to try to settle, so I've sent for Jim Ferrers
to bring over the whole crowd."
Though Harry couldn't imagine where Ferrers's "crowd" was, he wisely
held his tongue.
At the same time an earnest conference was going on among the
four men. They spoke in low whispers.
"Jim Ferrers, alone, we could handle," declared the leader. "But
if Jim has a crowd back of him things won't go our way when it come
to the shooting."
"Let's start it before Ferrers's party gets here," growled another
of the sullen ones.
"We would be tracked down and shot at by Ferrers and a crowd,"
argued the leader. "Things are too warm for us here, just now.
In a case like this remember that a fellow lasts longer when
he does his shooting from ambush and at his own time. We won't
let this Dunlop crowd fool us out of our rights, but we'll have
to choose a better time---and fight from ambush at that.
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