"I am sorry to have disturbed you," Silk said to her apologetically. "But, you see, we have caught your highwayman. Say, you had better get back into the wagon and finish your sleep."
She did not seem to hear him. Her eyes were fixed in blank amazement upon his prisoner's face. Silk moved aside and she made a step forward, pointing a trembling hand at the man writhing in his ropes.
"Jim!" she cried. "Jim!"
The captured outlaw drew back as if from a blow.
"Kitty!" he faltered. "Kitty! You—here?"
The girl waved her hand to dismiss him from her sight, then turned to the tall soldier policeman who stood near her, betraying no surprise at the strange recognition.
"It's all right, Sergeant," she murmured brokenly. "You have found my brother for me, as you said you would."