And at the same moment Jesse James, mounted on his wonderful coal black steed, Siroc, dashed up beside the stage.
He was followed by his entire band.
Although he and the rest were masked, Jack knew his voice at once, and shrank back to conceal his features in the collar of his rubber coat, which was turned up around his neck.
In a moment the whole gang was about the Terror.
Sandy reined in his horses.
Then he growled:
"What do you want?"
"Throw up your hands!"
"No, I won't! You're thieves!"
"Obey, or I'll blow your head off."