Already two revolvers covered him, and he
knew that both his cousin and McWilliams were dead shots. He
flashed one venomous look at the mistress of the ranch.
"Y'u fooled me again. That lamp business was a signal, and I was
too thick-haided to see it. My compliments to y'u, Miss Messiter."
"Y'u are under arrest," announced his cousin.
"Y'u don't say." His voice was full of sarcastic admiration. "And
you done it with your little gun! My, what a wonder y'u are!"
"Take your hand from the butt of that gun. Y'u better relieve him
of it, Mac. He's got such a restless disposition he might commit
suicide by reaching for it."
"What do y'u think you're going to do with me now y'u have got
me, Cousin Ned?"
"We're going to turn y'u over to the United States Government."
"Guess again. I have a thing, or two to say to that."
"You're going to Gimlet Butte with us, alive or dead."
The outlaw intentionally misunderstood. "If I've got to take y'u,
then we'll say y'u go dead rather than alive."
"He was going to take Nora and me with him," Helen explained to
her friends.
Instantly the man swung round on her. "But now I've changed my
mind, ma'am. I'm going to take my cousin with me instead of y'u
ladies.
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