“Don’t be too sure.”
“Nay. It is settled. You are in my power. There can be no rescue here. There lies the one who cheated my vengeance before. He has paid the price.”
“True. And his death must be paid for,” muttered the scout.
“But not by you, Cody.”
“Wait!” was the enigmatical word of the Border King, his eyes flashing the hate he felt for his sneering captor.
“Do not tempt me too far, you dog!” exclaimed Bennett. “Remember you pay for all this when you come to die.”
“Aye; when I do come to die! But I am one who believes that while there is life there is still hope, you accursed renegade!”
“That belief will not benefit you now, Cody. You are a dead man already.”
“I’m the liveliest dead man you ever saw!”
The renegade looked as though he was about to shoot the scout in his tracks; but he caught sight of the smile that curled Cody’s lips, and, not understanding it, refrained. Indeed, he looked all about, somewhat nervously, to try to discover the meaning of the scout’s expression.