H. Bedford-Jones

“ Don't you worry none about any rescue. Them decrepit Injun fighters of mine is runnin' his whole outfit, or what's left of it, out the county."
"All right," said Fisher, nodding. "You take the keys to the sheriff's office—they're with the others I gave you—and look inside the sheriff's desk for those papers about Buck and Murphy. They must go to the governor a once; I'll have to go with 'em, I guess, so that puts it off a few days. Those papers are more important than anything else, Buck; they prove that Frank Shumway was framed and that it was done through Murphy. ”

“ If you figger Buck gittin' away from them four you guess again."
"C'rect, Jake," and Sam Fisher laughed softly. "Hold Buck there until I can reach town, that's all. You don't think any one will try to rescue him?" ”