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Jim yelled at her--threw her down on the seat She felt the body of

the guard sink against her knees Then she see terror

A scattering volley silenced the guns above Then cahtened horses

"Jesse Sly

"Hold on thar, Beady!" replied a hoarse voice "Damn if it ain't Jinized it as Blicky's

Then Jim lifted her head, drew her up He hite with fear

"Dear--are--you--hurt?"

"No I'm only--scared," she replied

Joan looked out to see bandits on foot, guns in hand, and others

near the coach Ji out, bade her follow Joan had to cli man huddled down on their seat

"If it ain't Jiirl--Dandy Dale!" ejaculated Sster, hope you ain't

hurt--or the girl?"

"No But that's not your fault," replied Cleve "Why did you want to

plug the coach full of lead?"

"This beats e! But