"My God, I'm hit!" he cried.
Jack rose up.
"We are overpowered," he exclaimed. "I do not wish my friends to suffer for my sake."
"Surrender!" said Nappa Bill.
Jack deliberately walked over to the man and threw down his pistol.
"This is a civilized State," he said. "You daren't murder me. Let my friends go on, and I will become your prisoner, for I know that there will be such a hue and cry in a day or two that California will be too hot to hold you."
"That's what you say," replied the robber, mockingly.
Harkaway folded his arms and stood his ground.
"Drive on, Foss," said the robber.
"Who the deuce are you, anyway?" asked Four-in-Hand Foss.