"I am sure there were two, and I think three."

"They didn't ax ye any question?"

"I didn't hear any."

"What d'ye s'pose they mean to try?"

"I thought they meant to find out where we are hiding, and then roll
stones down on us. They can do that, you know, without our getting a
chance to stop them."

"If we squaze in under that same place," said Mickey, indicating the
inward slope of the rock, they can't hit us; but I don't believe that such
is their intention."

"What do you suppose it to be?"

"That's hard to say; but these varmints ain't ready to shoot us jist yet.
Leastaways, they don't want to do so, until they're sure there ain't
anything else lift for 'em to'do."

"They wish to make us prisoners?"

"That's it, exactly."

"Well, if they are willing to wait, they'll be sure to have us, for there
isn't any water here for us to drink, and we can't get along without
that."