"The woman is acquainted with you, ain't she?"
"Well, I should say so," laughed the officer. "I've been here often enough to be pretty well known. My posse has shot bullets into nearly every square inch of that house and the fence, in our past efforts to get at the two bandits."
"The woman can't have much affection for you."
"She would gladly kill me, I believe, if she had the chance."
By this time the Terror reached the house.
Jack cut out the current and alighted with his companion.
They knocked at the door, and a moment later it was opened by Mrs. Samuels, who glared at her callers and demanded:
"Well–what do you want, Timberlake?"
"Your sons, madam," blandly replied the officer.
"They ain't here."