And before either Cole and the cashier recovered from their surprise at the fury of the great bandit's denunciation, Jesse lifted the banker's son from the floor, hurled him into the vault and slammed the massive doors shut.
"It'll cost old Rozier a few dollars before he gets you out of here," chuckled the world-famous desperado.
And to the horror of Mr. Harris, he aimed his revolver at the lock and pulled the trigger, shattering the combination with the bullet.
"He'll die! He'll smother!" wailed the cashier.
"Let him! If you dare to raise an alarm for five minutes, I'll come back and blow the top of your bald pate off.
"Come, Cole! We'll go back to the Springs and get old Rozier. And just remember this, you Harris. If Rozier doesn't resign as president of this bank, I'll raid it every year.
"Tell that to your directors!"