Don't worry.

I'm all right.

A cut in my leg; the old woman plugged me.

I can't walk, you know--but--" "And you carried me out here and did all that and never said a word about--oh, how good and brave and noble you are!" When Anderson Crow and half of Tinkletown, routed out _en masse_ by Bud, appeared on the scene an hour or two later, they found Wicker Bonner stretched out on a mattress, his head in Rosalie's lap.

The young woman held his revolver in her hand, and there was a look in her face which said that she would shoot any one who came to molest her charge.