They ran into a jostling mob.
Heavy gun-shots and hoarse yells hurried the crowd Duane was with pell-mell out into the darkness.

There they all halted, and several peeped in at the door.
"Who was the Kid callin' ?" asked one outlaw.
"Bud Marsh," replied another.
"I reckon them fust shots was Bud's.

Adios Kid.

It was comin' to him," went on yet another.
"How many shots ?" "Three or four, I counted." "Three heavy an' one light.

Thet light one was the Kid's.38.