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Ted received several letters from the authorities in Washington commending his services in averting an uprising of the Indians, and the capture of the white renegades, but while this was gratifying, he felt disappointed that Shan Rhue and Sol Flatbush were not in prison, also.
They can defend the hole against all comers by that passage, but it didn't seem to occur to them that they might be made prisoners by the same means." The inmates of the hole were in the confusion of terror, but at last Flatnose and his son, Moonface, succeeded in pacifying them, and a consultation was under way. "Where is Shan Rhue?" asked Stella. "I haven't seen him for some time."
"The first man to lay a hand on any of us is a dead one." "Go on an' take him. I'll attend to the kid," shouted Shan Rhue. "Get him!" "String him up!" "Lynch the old thief!" These were the cries with which the mob advanced. Out of the mob came several shots.
He did not know that the cow-punchers and the townspeople who had bet on Hatrack were being organized on the outskirts of the crowd, and that Kit and Clay and the other broncho boys were with them to direct them to the attack when it might seem necessary to assert their rights. Suddenly there was a roar from the crowd. Shan Rhue had struck Ben Tremont a staggering blow.
"Any of you gentlemen like to have some of the same sort of medicine?" he asked, nodding toward the prostrate Rhue. There was no reply. "Because if any of you would, I, or any of my friends, will be glad to accommodate you," he added. An ominous growl came from some one back in the crowd. "Would you like some of it?" asked Ted, turning suddenly in that direction.
But I shall find her, and when I am sure of it you better leave the country before I reach the place where you are, for as sure as I am standing here I will make my previous experience with you so tame that you will be glad to crawl in the dust on your face to be forgiven." "Ha, ha!" laughed Shan Rhue. "So it hurts as bad as that, eh? Good!"
In the meantime, Stella told Ted the details of her capture. Since she had been a prisoner she had been well treated, so far as most of the men were concerned, although Shan Rhue had insisted on seeing her every day, and had told her that he was going to take her away to the North and make her marry him.
But before he had his hand on his hip his eyes were looking into the bore of Ted's forty-four. Instead of drawing a gun, therefore, he pulled out his handkerchief and wiped his dry lips. Shan Rhue feared Ted Strong. "Remember," said Ted, before turning away, "I know that you have spirited Stella Fosdick away.
Bud gave his pony the rowels, and in a moment was out of sight in a cloud of dust. Ted and the others rode steadily forward, the two parties approaching nearer every moment. The party headed by Shan Rhue had taken to the middle of the road, and soon they had come together, and both halted. For a moment nothing was said.
They were soon on the outskirts of the town, and as they entered the main street they saw a crowd of men coming toward them. "Here comes a reception committee," said Ted. "Wonder who they are, and what they want." "By Jove, there's that big fellow Shan Rhue," exclaimed Kit. "I wonder what he's after."
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