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It was quite dark now and she had run quite soainst the yellow light of Turner's saloon

So feet kept pace with her heart, Helen felt in herself a force opposing itself against this raw, primitive justice of the West She was one of the first influences e from civilized life, from law and order In that flash of truth she saw the West as it would be soh woone forever Also, just as clearly she saw the present need of men like Roy Beeman and Dale and the fire-blooded Carmichael Beasley and his kind must be killed But Helen did not want her lover, her future husband, and the probable father of her children to commit what she held to be ht up with Dale

"Milt--oh--wait!'--wait!" she panted

She heard him curse under his breath as he turned They were alone in the yellow flare of light Horses were chao back!" ordered Dale, sternly His face was pale, his eyes were glea

"No! Not till--you take me--or carry me!" she replied, resolutely, with all a woman's positive and inevitable assurance

Then he laid hold of her with ungentle hands His violence, especially the look on his face, terrified Helen, rendered her weak But nothing could have shaken her resolve She felt victory Her sex, her love, and her presence would be tooHelen around, the low hum of voices inside the saloon suddenly rose to sharp, hoarse roars, acco of violently sliding chairs or tables Dale let go of Helen and leaped toward the door But a silence inside, quicker and stranger than the roar, halted hi There was absolutely not a perceptible sound Even the horses appeared, like Dale, to have turned to statues

Two thundering shots annihilated this silence Then quickly calass Dale ran into the saloon The horses began to snort, to rear, to pound A low,at the door, she swung it in and entered

The place was di of smoke Dale stood just inside the door On the floor lay two men Chairs and tables were overturned A motley, dark, shirt-sleeved, booted, and belted crowd of ainst the opposite wall, with pale, set faces, turned to the bar Turner, the proprietor, stood at one end, his face livid, his hands aloft and shaking Carun lon It was s