CHAPTER 20NOT THEIR NIGHT
Sometimes the opening of a small door gives upon a great vista, and so it was now that Jimmy, through that murmured jest of Tom Willow, suddenly saw deeper than ever before into the natures of his new friends. He knew that danger had rubbed elbows with them ten thousand times before.
Blue Barry Litton merely said, “Jim, you’re all gold! Say everything in ten seconds.”
“They’re gonna burn it from the town side. The wind’s that way,” said Jimmy. “There’s a couple of ’em back at the shed. I came outa the shed stuck on the side of my horse, and they didn’t spot me. I slid through the window, and that’s all!”
“It’s enough,” said Barry Litton. “Tom,” he added, “we’re going to rush the shed. There’s a pair of shotguns. Take one. They’re loaded for bear. They’ll reach
