Then the brother shouted:
"Ketch Wade Miller! Don't let ther critter escape!"
It seemed that every man in the hut leaped to obey.
Miller struggled like a tiger, but he was overpowered and dragged out of the hut, while Rufe still knelt and examined his sister's wound, which was in her shoulder.
Frank and Barney were freed, and they hastened to render such assistance as they could in dressing the wound and stanching the flow of blood.
"You-uns don't think that'll be fatal, do yer?" asked Rufe, with breathless anxiety.
"There is no reason why it should," assured Frank. "She must be taken home as soon as possible, and a doctor called. I think she will come through all right, for all of Miller's bullet."
The men were trooping back into the hut.
"Miller!" roared Rufe, leaping to his feet. "Whar's ther critter?"
"He is out har under a tree," answered one of the men, quietly.