Well, if you don't want to do it, I will!" And he whipped out his gun.
But Mac Strann reached across and dragged the muzzle down.
"We done all we're goin' to do to-night.

Seems like God's been listenin' pretty close, around here!" He turned his horse, and Haw-Haw, reluctantly, followed suit.

Still, as they trotted slowly away from the burning barn, Haw-Haw kept his glance fixed behind him until a final roaring crash and a bellying cloud of fire that smote the zenith announced the end of the barn.

Then Haw-Haw turned his face to his companion.
"Now what ?" he demanded.
"We go to Elkhead and sit down and wait," answered Mac Strann.

"If the dog gets well he'll bring Barry to us.