"Pedro, fetch him to the cave!"
The calmness and presence of mind of the girl, as she faced the desperate outlaw, won the admiration of the scouts, while her reference to the supernatural struck the one vulnerable spot in Red's make-up.
And, as the fiend who laughed at physical danger, struggled to overcome his superstition, the others watched him breathlessly.
Upon the phlegmatic Pedro alone did the dramatic scene fail to have effect.
Glancing from girl to outlaw, he shifted uneasily.
"Shall I fetch him?" he finally demanded of his chief.
Breathlessly the others awaited Red's reply.
But, ere he could speak, there rang out a sharp "ping"—and a bullet flattened itself against the cliff above Rosie's head.
"Where's that from?" roared the desperado, wheeling.
One glance from the edge of the plateau answered him.