"It's a slaughter house!" cried one of the posse.
Dan left the sheltering rock and raced around the house, keeping a
safe distance, and dodging from rock to rock. He saw Satan and Black
Bart guarded by two men with revolvers in their hands. He might have
shot them down, but the distance was too great for accurate gun-play.
He whistled shrilly. The two guards wheeled towards him, and as they
did so, Black Bart, leaping, caught one by the shoulder, whirling him
around and around with the force of the spring. The other fired at
Satan, who raced off towards the sound of the whistle. It was an easy
shot, but in the utter surprise of the instant the bullet went wide.
Before he could fire again Satan was coming to a halt beside Dan.
"Help!" yelled the cattleman. "Whistling Dan!"
The other guard opened fire wildly. Three men ran from the house. All
they saw was a black shadow which melted instantly into the night.
CHAPTER XXXVI
FEAR
Into the dark he rode. Somewhere in the mountains was Silent, and
now alone. In Dan's mouth the old salt taste of his own blood was
unforgotten.
It was a wild chase. He had only the faintest clues to guide him,
yet he managed to keep close on the trail of the great outlaw.
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