Calling out Dick’s name she rushed into the cave, and, without the slightest ceremony, threw her arms about his neck, calling out:
“Oh, Dick, I am so glad you are alive!”
“Cool, upon my word!” cried Mudd. “By thunder, here comes the other one, too! What manners these city folks have!”
In rushed Charley, but he halted at the sight of Mudd and the men at the back of the cave.
“Stand there!” cried Mudd, throwing up his revolver. “You are all my prisoners, every one of you! Stand there where you are, or——”
A sharp whistle sounded further up the trail.
Was Clara’s father coming?
Dick thought so as he gently disengaged the girl’s arms from about his neck.
It was rather an awkward time to be introduced to Colonel Tom Eglinton, the millionaire mine owner of the Black Hills.