"Bring me some water, Frank." These words alarmed the boy, who now, for the first time, saw that his uncle's face was deadly pale, and that his hair was matted with blood, which was trickling down over his collar.
"O, uncle!" cried Frank, in dismay.
"Don't be uneasy," said Mr.Winters, quietly.

"Bring me some water." Without stopping to make any inquiries, Frank ran into the kitchen and aroused the housekeeper, giving her a very hasty and disconnected account of what had happened, and then he hurried to the quarters to awaken Felix.
"Go to Fort Yuma for the doctor, at once!" shouted Frank, pounding loudly upon the door.
"What's up ?" inquired Felix, from the inside.
"No matter what's up--go for the doctor! Take Roderick; he's the swiftest horse on the ranch.

Uncle's badly wounded." "Wounded!" repeated Felix, jerking open the door, and appearing upon the threshold, with a revolver in each hand.

"Who did it?
Where is he ?" "I can't stop to tell you who did it, or where he is.

Hurry up, Felix, and don't stand there looking at me! We've just had the hardest kind of a fight with Pierre.