It was all some terrible mistake; some trap from which her father must be saved.

But Sammy knew, too, that Wash Gibbs and his companions were bad men, who might easily be guilty of the robbery.

To help them escape the officers was quite a different matter.
Leaving the trembling Brownie in a clump of bushes a little way from the clearing, the girl went forward on foot, and behind her still crept the figure that had followed from the Lookout.

Once the figure paused as if undecided which course to pursue.

Close by, two saddle horses that had carried their riders on many a long ride were tied to a tree a few feet from the corner of the barn.
Sammy would have recognized these, but in her excitement she had failed to notice them.
At first the girl saw no light.