Black Bart was running backwards and forwards before her as if he half entreated and half threatened her.
Her heart died within her as she came in sight of Morgan's place.
There was only one horse before it, and that was the black stallion.
Why had the others gone so soon?
Breathless, she reached the door of the saloon.

It was very dim within.

She could make out only formless shades at first.

Black Bart slid noiselessly across the floor.

She followed him with her eyes, and now she saw a figure stretched straight out on the floor while another man kneeled at his side.