I have merely prepared myself in case she signals for me.

All hands keep quiet and listen.

Stop that noise!" warned Hippy as Wash struck a chord on his harmonica.

"Nora, if he sounds another note, take the infernal music box away from him.

I--hark!" A sharp report startled the Overland girls.
"That wasn't Grace's revolver," announced Lieutenant Wingate, leaning forward in a listening attitude, but before the words had left his lips, in fact, instantly following the first shot came a heavy report, a bang that woke the mountain echoes.
"That's Grace! That's a service revolver," cried Hippy.
"They're at it!" exclaimed Elfreda, as three more shots in quick succession, two of them from Grace's revolver, were fired.
"Run, Hippy!" cried Nora Wingate.