Midday
If it comes to a hand-and-hand tussle we 're out of it , that 's all there is about it . They 're as tough and supple as mountain ash , and are always in training , while we 're as soft as a lot of kids . '' The sun rose above the lofty peaks and swung high in the heavens , but still the Indians maintained their silence and showed no sign of hostility . Midday came , and yet no signal . `` I guess they 'll do nothing , '' suggested one . `` Maybe they 're afraid of our guns . '' Just then the mournful sound of an Indian drum fell upon their ears , causing them all to start and look at one another .