You see the mill was filled with them fellers as the sheriff was arter, and it went over with 'em--and I"-- "Alice," said Key, with a white face, "would you mind going to my horse, which you will find somewhere near yours, and bringing me a medicine case from my saddle-bags ?" The innocent girl glanced quickly at her companion, saw the change in his face, and, attributing it to the imminent danger of the injured man, at once glided away.

When she was out of hearing, Key leaned gravely over him:-- "Collinson, I must trust you with a secret.

I am afraid that this poor girl who helped you is the sister of the leader of that gang the sheriff was in pursuit of.

She has been kept in perfect ignorance of her brother's crimes.

She must NEVER know them--nor even know his fate! If he perished utterly in this catastrophe, as it would seem--it was God's will to spare her that knowledge.