"What!"

"Who?"

"Quick! I heard McNamara and Voorhees, the marshal, talking.
Somebody has spotted you for the hold-ups. They're on their way
now, I tell you. I sneaked out by the back way and came here
through the mud. Say, but I'm a sight!" She stamped her trimly
booted feet and flirted her skirt.

"I don't savvy what you mean," said Dextry, glancing at his
partner warningly. "We ain't done nothin'."

"Well, it's all right then. I took a long chance so you could make
a get-away if you wanted to, because they've got warrants for you
for that sluice robbery last night. Here they are now." She darted
to the window, the men peering over her shoulder. Coming up the
narrow walk they saw Voorhees, McNamara, and three others.

The house stood somewhat isolated and well back on the tundra, so
that any one approaching it by the planking had an unobstructed
view of the premises. Escape was impossible, for the back door led
out into the ankle-deep puddles of the open prairie; and it was
now apparent that a sixth man had made a circuit and was
approaching from the rear.

"My God! They'll search the place," said Dextry, and the men
looked grimly in each other's faces.

Then in a flash Glenister stripped back the blankets and seized