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"We are at the old Squibbs place," replied the erly over her head and face, so that her next question did not surprise him

"A to die?" The trehtened and wondering child Bridge heard the boy behind him move iirl

"You are not badly hurt," volunteered The Oskaloosa Kid "Bridge couldn't find a mark on you--the bullet e of the car when he fired" The girl's voice reflected the physical shudder which ran through her frame at the recollection "Then he threw ht that he could not ain, sitting stiffly erect Bridge could feel rather than see wide, tense eyes staring out through the darkness upon scenes, horrible perhaps, that were invisible to hiirl turned and threw herself face doard upon the bed "O, God!" she moaned "Father! Father! It will kill you--no one will believe me--they will think that I am bad I didn't do it! I didn't do it! I've been a silly little fool; but I have never been a bad girl--and---and--I had nothing to do with that awful thing that happened to-night"

Bridge and the boy realized that she was not talking to theht of their presence--she was talking to that father whose heart would be breaking with the breaking of the new day, trying to convince hiain she sat up, and when she spoke there was no tremor in her voice

"I o on living after last night; but if I do die I wantto do with it and that they tried to kill me because I wouldn't promise to keep still It was the little one who murdered him--the one they called 'Ji one drove the car--his name was 'Terry' After they killed hi in front with Terry--and then they dragged me over into the tonneau and later--the Oskaloosa Kid tried to kill me too, and threw me out"