While I was thinking this out in my mind I had my
eyes fixed upon poor Rube, whom no one thought of noticing, when
all of a sudden I gave quite a start, for I saw him move. I
couldn't see his face, but I saw a hand stealing gradually out
toward the leg of a man who stood near. Then there was a pause, and
then the other hand began to move. It wasn't at all like the
aimless way that the arms of a badly hit man would move, and I saw
at once, that Rube had been playing 'possum' all along."
"Doing what, Seth?" Ethel asked.
"Just pretending to be dead. I held my breath, for I saw he had
come to the conclusion that he could not be overlooked much longer,
and was going to make a move.
"In another minute there was a crash and a shout as the two men
fell to the ground with their legs knocked clean from under them,
catching hold of other men and dragging them down with them. From
the midst of the confusion Rube leaped to his feet and made a rush
for the window; one man he leveled with a blow of his fist; another
he caught up as if he had been a baby, and hurling him against two
others, brought them on the ground together, and then leaping over
their bodies, dashed through the window before the Mexicans had
recovered from their astonishment. I could have laughed out loud at
the yell of rage and amazement with which they set off in pursuit;
but two or three of them remained to guard me, and I might have got
a knife in my ribs, so I kept quiet.
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