Don't block the street.

Break away, boys, break away." The crowd opened to let them pass, fixing curious eyes upon Mose.
As the three men crossed the street the woman in the carriage came driving slowly along.

Kelly and the marshal saluted gallantly, but Mose did not even bow.
She leaned from her carriage and called: "What's that I hear, marshal, about your getting shot ?" "All a mistake, Madam.

I thought I recognized this young man and was politely ordering him out of town when he pulled his gun and nailed me to the cross." The woman turned a smiling face toward Mose.

"He must be a wonder.
Introduce me, please." "Certain sure! This is Mrs.Raimon, Mose; 'Princess Raimon,' this is my friend, Mose Harding, otherwise known as 'Black Mose.'" "Black Mose!" she cried; "are _you_ that terrible man ?" She reached out her little gloved hand, and as Mose took it her eyes searched his face.