The two reports sounded as one.
Jack was unhurt.
But Jesse James flung up his hands and toppled headlong to the ground, with blood gushing from a wound upon his head, and his face looking like that of a corpse.
Siroc galloped on, and the Terror paused.
CHAPTER XX.
CONCLUSION.
The moment the bandit king fell from the saddle, Jack sprang to the ground and rushed over to him.
Planting his foot on the breast of the fallen man and raising his pistol in the air, Jack shouted:
"Victory!"
"Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah!" cheered his friends.