the gurgle of the waters was soft

  He dismissed them with a wave of his hand. The half breed lifted himself from the ground behind the shack and slunk away.   Half the conspirators were already through the window when Koppy made a movement of his hand toward the camp. Creatures of his will, they obeyed without a word and wound away, later to drop down to the camp. Koppy followed. Straight through the unkempt cluster of buildings they went until they were out in the open river bottom far from the nearest group of gamblers, who turned dull eyes on them between plays.   Koppy seated himself and waved to his followers to do the same. Up at the end of the trestle the light from the boss's shack twinkled through the gloom. Close beside them the gurgle of the waters was soft and soothing, and the colour-touched clouds above the setting sun cast an unreal glow over the edges of the river bank. Koppy moved his eyes about uncomfortably on the day's good-night. The mumblings of Werner brought him to the task in hand.   "We attack to-morrow night at midnight!" he announced.   A gasp went up from the lips about him. Fanatic and bloodthirsty as they were, the imminence of the ordeal that was to requite their wrongs startled them. Their preference was to curse their bosses and spur others to dangerous revenge. In moments of carefully developed hysteria they were reckless enough--when the hour came they would probably go forward blindly, with the foolhardiness of the ignorant--but Koppy's methods to-night were singularly unenflaming.   Werner expressed himself first:   "Like hell we do!"   Koppy ignored their agitation; for some reason he did not choose to exercise then the petty arts of the leader.   "Perhaps some one hear up there," he explained, jerking an impatient thumb toward the shack they had left. "I fool him."

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