"Be calm, be cool," whispered his monitor, Wetzel, ever with him in spirit.

But God! Could he be cool?
Bounding with lion-spring he hurled his heavy frame against the door.
Crash! The door was burst from its fastenings.
Girty leaped up with startled yell, drawing his knife as he rose.

It had not time to descend before Joe's second spring, more fierce even than the other, carried him directly on top of the renegade.

As the two went down Joe caught the villain's wrist with a grip that literally cracked the bones.

The knife fell and rolled away from the struggling men.