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The
Bird
Woman
blocked
the
entrance
.
Over
a
small
limb
lay
her
revolver
.
It
was
trained
at
short
range
on
Black
Jack
and
Wessner
,
who
stood
with
their
hands
above
their
heads
.
Freckles
,
with
the
blood
trickling
down
his
face
,
from
an
ugly
cut
in
his
temple
,
was
gagged
and
bound
to
the
tree
again
;
the
remainder
of
the
men
were
gone
.
Black
Jack
was
raving
as
a
maniac
,
and
when
they
looked
closer
it
was
only
the
left
arm
that
he
raised
.
His
right
,
with
the
hand
shattered
,
hung
helpless
at
his
side
,
while
his
revolver
lay
at
Freckles
’
feet
.
Wessner
’
s
weapon
was
in
his
belt
,
and
beside
him
Freckles
’
club
.
Freckles
’
face
was
white
,
with
colorless
lips
,
but
in
his
eyes
was
the
strength
of
undying
courage
.
McLean
pushed
past
the
Bird
Woman
crying
.
“
Hold
steady
on
them
only
one
minute
more
!
”
He
snatched
the
revolver
from
Wessner
’
s
belt
,
and
stooped
for
Jack
’
s
.
At
that
instant
the
Angel
rushed
past
.
She
tore
the
gag
from
Freckles
,
and
seizing
the
rope
knotted
on
his
chest
,
she
tugged
at
it
desperately
.
Under
her
fingers
it
gave
way
,
and
she
hurled
it
to
McLean
.
The
men
were
crowding
in
,
and
Duncan
seized
Wessner
.
As
the
Angel
saw
Freckles
stand
out
,
free
,
she
reached
her
arms
to
him
and
pitched
forward
.
A
fearful
oath
burst
from
the
lips
of
Black
Jack
.
To
have
saved
his
life
,
Freckles
could
not
have
avoided
the
glance
of
triumph
he
gave
Jack
,
when
folding
the
Angel
in
his
arms
and
stretching
her
on
the
mosses
.
The
Bird
Woman
cried
out
sharply
for
water
as
she
ran
to
them
.
Someone
sprang
to
bring
that
,
and
another
to
break
open
the
case
for
brandy
.
As
McLean
arose
from
binding
Wessner
,
there
was
a
cry
that
Jack
was
escaping
.
He
was
already
far
in
the
swamp
,
running
for
its
densest
part
in
leaping
bounds
.
Every
man
who
could
be
spared
plunged
after
him
.
Other
members
of
the
gang
arriving
,
were
sent
to
follow
the
tracks
of
the
wagons
.
The
teamsters
had
driven
from
the
west
entrance
,
and
crossing
the
swale
,
had
taken
the
same
route
the
Bird
Woman
and
the
Angel
had
before
them
.
There
had
been
ample
time
for
the
drivers
to
reach
the
road
;
after
that
they
could
take
any
one
of
four
directions
.
Traffic
was
heavy
,
and
lumber
wagons
were
passing
almost
constantly
,
so
the
men
turned
back
and
joined
the
more
exciting
hunt
for
a
man
.
The
remainder
of
the
gang
joined
them
,
also
farmers
of
the
region
and
travelers
attracted
by
the
disturbance
.
Watchers
were
set
along
the
trail
at
short
intervals
.
They
patrolled
the
line
and
roads
through
the
swamp
that
night
,
with
lighted
torches
,
and
the
next
day
McLean
headed
as
thorough
a
search
as
he
felt
could
be
made
of
one
side
,
while
Duncan
covered
the
other
;
but
Black
Jack
could
not
be
found
.
Spies
were
set
around
his
home
,
in
Wildcat
Hollow
,
to
ascertain
if
he
reached
there
or
aid
was
being
sent
in
any
direction
to
him
;
but
it
was
soon
clear
that
his
relatives
were
ignorant
of
his
hiding
-
place
,
and
were
searching
for
him
.
