“Hullo!” he exclaimed, forgetting his adventures in Quebec.
He thumped the muzzle of the pistol on the table until another wad came out, followed by two bullets. The others, watching intently, exchanged glances in silence. Ben withdrew the charge from the other pistol.
“She put the bullets in first!—in both of them!” he cried.
“But it worked,” said Uncle Jim. “It turned the trick. She saved her pa’s life—so I guess that’s all right!”
THE END