But to gain the Upper Road to Quien Sabe, it was necessary to traverse all of Main Street, running through the heart of Bonneville.
The entire town seemed to be upon the sidewalks.

By now the rain was over and the sun shining.

The story of the hold-up--the work of a man whom every one knew and liked--was in every mouth.

How had Dyke come to do it?
Who would have believed it of him?
Think of his poor mother and the little tad.

Well, after all, he was not so much to blame; the railroad people had brought it on themselves.