Morgan's place was a mass of towering flames! She grasped the window-sill and stared again.

It could not be.

It must be merely another part of the nightmare, and no reality.

Her father's voice, high with exultation, came dimly to her ears, but what she saw was Dan as he had laid there the night before, hurt, helpless, too weak to move! "There's the end of it," Joe Cumberland was saying complacently outside her door.

"There ain't goin' to be even a shadow of the saloon left nor nothin' that's in it.