There was no alternative.
So the four raised their hands.
"Bind them!" ordered the outlaw chief.
His men carried out this order with alacrity.
In a few moments more all were rendered helpless.
A grim look of intense satisfaction swept over the dark bearded face of Jesse James as his four enemies lay upon the ground at his feet.
He intently regarded them a moment and then hissed:
"At last I've got you, Jack Wright!"
"Well, what are you going to do about it?" coolly asked the inventor.
"Put you out of my way as quick as possible."