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“Shoot, Sam! Shoot, I tell you!” It was Emma Dean’s voice that broke the silence of the room. Sam’s answer was lost in the chorus of yells uttered by the enraged cowboys, who made a rush for the door, with Joe Bindloss charging after them and shouting orders.

“Get the critter! Drill him! Don’t let him get away,” yelled the rancher. “You women stay here till we find out what’s doing. There may be some shooting, and there surely will be if I ketch sight of the coyote who did that.”

Jim-Sam had strolled out behind the others, the least excited of the party. They reasoned that the person who fired the shot into the room, evidently with the intention of hitting Sam Conifer, would not be found outside waiting to be caught. It was a pot shot and it had missed, but the shooter, by this time, no doubt was well on his way to safety.

Jim began snooping about, but the night was too dark to enable him to find what he was looking for, and the girls, not to be denied, stepped out.