He tapped his forehead with his finger, but the recollection would not come to him, though he was positive that he had seen Capt. Jordan somewhere or another.
His remarks about his mother he could not understand, for it seemed incredible that she would choose to remain a prisoner in the bandit's cave. All was a mystery to him.
He was roused from his lethargy by the sound of voices in the street.
A pistol shot was heard. This was followed by another and another.
Rushing to the window, whither the major had preceded him, he saw a man on horseback dashing wildly up the street.
This was the robber captain.
Smithers had met the sheriff of Silver City, and given the alarm, which caused a body of citizens to assemble.
The robber had barely time to mount his horse and ride for dear life.
Fortunately for him, the shots which were fired did not touch either him or his horse, and he made his escape.