Good night." The troopers lay in the hall, and in the middle of the night there was a sound of a horse outside, and he who was nearest the door got up and went out.
"Who is there ?" said the voice of Captain Brentwood.
"Jackson, sir." "My house has been stuck up, has it not ?" "Yes, sir." "And my daughter ?" "Safe, sir.

Young Mr.Buckley rode over and caught her up out of it ten minutes before they got here." "Long life to him, and glory to God.

Who is here ?" The trooper enumerated them.
"And what has become of the gang ?" asked the Captain.
"Gone into the limestone gully, sir.

Safe for tomorrow." "Ah, well, I shall come in and lie in the hall.

Don't make a noise.
What is that ?" They both started.