“And me.”
“You have an idea?”
“Yes.”
“What is it?”
“That she may accomplish by strategy after all the rescue of Silk Lasso Sam.”
“It may be, for she is a very clever woman, and one dangerous to balk when she sets her mind upon carrying out a plot.”
CHAPTER XVI.
A BORDER BURIAL.
The morning dawned upon Yellow Dust Valley with Pistols, and Dave Dunn, and their other ally, Maddox, making tracks out of the valley with an anxiety to place many miles between themselves and the citizens of Pocket City in as short a space of time as was possible.
Crowds are proverbially fickle, and the thought in the minds of the three fugitives was that the mob might decide to change its mind and hang them, when it came to attend the funeral of Shuffles, whom Pistols had so wantonly shot.
While these three were keeping up a quick step for safety, as if by common consent, Pocket City was taking a holiday.