You thrashed that bully, Mr.
Cantor, one night in New York." "I did not know, then, that he was a brother officer," murmured Dave, "but I would have struck him even if I had known." "He was here to-night, with the Mexicans whom you drove away," continued the young woman.
"With Mexican soldiers ?" gasped Darrin.
"There were but a few soldiers," Miss Denman continued.

"The rest were Mexican civilians, brigands, I believe." "Before I can discuss matters," Darrin replied quickly, "I must get you to a place of safety.

You will please march in the middle of this small command.

Fall in, men, by fours." As quickly as possible the line was in motion.

Dave marched back to the Hotel Diligencia, where he made instant report to his superior.
"This is the worst news possible!" gasped Lieutenant Trent.