As the baron and Bill Betts leaped into the darkness beyond the farthest lodge they heard the voices of Buffalo Bill and Jim Betts.
“Right this way,” said the scout.
“Come a-b’ilin’, Brother Bill!” Jim Betts called.
The four men came together, then beat a quick retreat.
Before the camp was reached the Betts brothers were quarreling, each charging the other with foolish recklessness.
CHAPTER XXX.
THE CAPTURE OF BENSON.
When morning came a considerable force arrived from Blossom Range. It was composed of the most courageous men of the town, and they were well armed.
Buffalo Bill, taking command of this force, moved on the village of the Utes. But there was now no one in the village who sought to oppose him. The warriors who had howled and danced throughout the night lay in a stupor and were helpless; several warriors were dead. The woman and children, with the older men, and such of the braves as had not been able to get enough of the doctored whisky to hurt them, were alone able to meet the force of the scout and talk intelligibly.