[CHAPTER XIII.]
DEADWOOD DICK BRANDED.
A shout of exultation had accompanied Dick's hasty departure from the cliff, and a burst of laughter greeted him from below.
The instant he landed, for the moment more dead than alive, ready hands seized him and a pistol was clapped to his head, and Captain Joaquin snatched away the bag of money.
This the Red Rover opened immediately, to make sure that its contents were intact.
"What is to be done with him?" one of his men demanded.
"You know who he is," was the response.
"Yes, he is Deadwood Dick."
"And what is he to us? What is he to all of our class?"