CHAPTER IX.
THE GHOST AGAIN APPEARS.
When Wild Bill fell, the banker declared his game closed for the night; and while Bill's friends gathered about him and sought to bring him to, the woman, Addie Neidic, took up her money, and left by the rear entrance, and the banker, with two or three of his friends, escorted her home, fearing Bill and his gang might annoy her, if the latter came to before she reached her residence.
The auburn-haired Texan did not go with her, but with a slouched hat drawn over his head, and a Mexican blanket over his shoulders, stood back in a corner, unobserved, to hear Bill's words when he came to, and to see what next would appear on the desperado's programme.
"That ghost again! He came to break my luck."
These were the last words that Wild Bill spoke, when recovering his consciousness; he glared out upon the crowd with bloodshot eyes.
"It was a woman who broke your luck. Addie Neidic backed the bank, or 'twould have given in," cried another.
"Who is Addie Neidic?" asked Bill, with a wondering gaze. "Oh! I remember–the woman who called me a coward over at the livery-stable. Who is she? Where does she live?"
"In a cottage west of town. They say she's rich! Let's go and clean out her crib!" cried a ruffian who did not belong to Bill's party, but most likely held some spite against Miss Neidic.
"Ay! That's the word! Let's clean out the house and set fire to it!" cried another, a chum of the first speaker.