Ten minutes passed by, and no one showed up.
Charlie was waiting patiently, however.
He was confident that one of the outlaws would want to get out to see what had happened to the fellow that followed in pursuit of the escaping girl.
But Charlie did not know that the villains had a peephole in that cleverly contrived curtain, and that they had already looked through it and learned that their comrade was dead on the ground.
To say that the outlaws were enraged at what had happened would be putting it mildly.
The girls escape had happened so unexpectedly that they could hardly realize it, and then, right on the back of it, another man is shot!
"Chuck," said the man called Bob, "I reckon we're in fur it."
"Don't say that," was the retort. "Ain't we got Young Wild West hard an' fast?"
"Yes, an' we thought we had ther gal that way, too. But she ain't here now, is she?"
"Well, I wouldn't care two cents about her, if it wasn't that it was through her that Wally got shot."