Outside was my hoss, and a chance for livin'.

But that door was a thousand years away, and a thousand times while I walked towards it I felt Dan's gun click and bang behind me and felt the lead go tearin' through me.

And I didn't dare to hurry, because I knew that might wake Dan up.

So finally I got to the doors and just as they was swingin' to behind me, I heard a sort of a moan behind me----" "From Dan!" whispered the white-faced girl.

"I know--a sort of a stifled cry when he's angered! Oh, Buck." "My first step took me ten yards from that door," reminisced Buck Daniels, "and my next step landed me in the saddle, and I dug them spurs clean into the insides of Long Bess.