Doesn't it make you angry?"
"It does, and it makes me angry also to think that they have our horses.
Those were good horses."
Obed slept until day, and Ned watched with a vigilance that no creeping
enemy could pass. The Lipans made no movement, but the siege, silent and
invisible, went on. Ned had another attack of the nerves, but, as his
comrade was sleeping soundly, he took no trouble to hide it, and let the
spell shake itself out.
The day was bright, burning and hot, and it threatened to pass like its
predecessor, in silence and inaction. Ned and Obed had been lying down
or sitting down so long that they had grown stiff, and now, knowing that
they were out of range they stood up and walked boldly about, tensing
and flexing their muscles, and relieving the bodily strain. Ned thought
that their appearance might tempt the Lipans to a shot or some other
demonstration, but no sound came from the woods, and they could not see
any human presence there. "Maybe they have gone away after all," said
Ned hopefully.
"If you went over there to the woods you'd soon find out that they
hadn't."
"Suppose they really went away. We'd have no way of knowing it and then
we'd have to sit here forever all the same.
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