“Hold your hands closer together—there, now I can tie your wrists firmly together.”
Then, with her silk scarf, taken from around her waist, Panther Kate bound the desperado’s hands behind his back.
“Now you are safe.”
“I doesn’t think so, gal, for I’ll be chawed up as soon as thet wild man comes in here.”
“Yes, he may kill you,” was the unconsoling response.
“Lordy!”
“It is what you would have done for him had I not prevented you.”
“You is mistook, gal. I were jest lookin’ out at ther circus.”
Panther Kate laughed lightly, but it was a laugh the villain did not like. As the firing had now ceased, the girl went to the door, and her eyes fell upon Old Negotiate.