Jack shot a keen glance at the man, and a startled cry escaped him, for the horse was certainly the famous Siroc and the rider the king of the bandits!
"What's his purpose, Timberlake?" gasped Jack.
"Perhaps he is pursued. See–he clutches two revolvers, and the wild villain is holding the bridle rein with his teeth.
"He's heading for the bank!"
"Come on!"
They rushed from their covert.
Jesse's quick eyes detected them instantly.
Raising a whistle to his lips, he blew a shrill blast.
It was his usual signal to the gang and they understood it, and mounted upon their horses, came galloping out of the by streets and other places where they had been concealed.
The whole armed crowd headed for the bank.