come back when you've seen Whistlin' Dan. You're goin' to make Dan go an' set Lee loose."
She smiled in derision.
"If Dan did that he'd be outlawed."
"You won't stir?"
"Not a step!"
"Well, kid, for everything that happens to Lee somethin' worse will happen to someone in the next room. Maybe you'd like to see him?"
He opened the door and she stepped into the entrance. Almost opposite her sat old Joe Cumberland with his hands tied securely behind his back. At sight of her he rose with a low cry. She turned on big Silent and whipped the six-gun from his hip. He barely managed to grasp her wrist and swing the heavy revolver out of line with his body.
"You little fiend," he snarled, "drop the gun, or I'll wring your neck."
"I don't fear you," she said, never wincing under the crushing grip on her wrists, "you murderer!"
He said, calmly repossessing himself of his gun, "Now take a long look at your father an' repeat all the things you was just saying' to me."
She stared miserably at her father. When Silent
