"I'll raise you fifty dollars, and you daren't go me a cent better."
"On what?"
"The bet you just made, to the effect that this boy would capture me."
"You!" cried the major, in surprise. "I never saw you before, and certainly did not speak of you."
"You are wrong in both cases," replied the stranger.
"How?"
"We met three years ago in California, when I saved you from being hanged for a horse thief."
"Great Scott!" cried the major. "Who are you?"
"Then I was Pedro Gormez, the bandit; now I am Capt. Jordan, on the same graft."
"By thunder! cap, you're right!" said the major. "I was doomed to swing, and if it hadn't been for you and your brave boys I shouldn't be sitting in this chair now."