Part 35 (1/2)
The fugitive fired back
Zing! came the bullet
It grazed Jack's head
One inch nearer and it would have killed him!
”Hit yer?” asked Tim, in alarm
”No, just missed,” coolly replied the inventor
”Gee! it hummed like a bumble bee!”
”Yes, it was a dangerous shot”
”Shall I heave him one, an' drop him?”
”No! I want to take him alive”
On they continued to go until at last the Terror was very close to the bandit
”There is nothing can save you from capture now!” Jack shouted at him
”Surrender, you dog!”
”I'm blowed if I will!” roared Wood Hite
Hehe could not do it, he leveled his revolver at Tim
Jack had a pistol in hand
He aimed, and fired it at Hite's weapon
Simultaneous with the explosion of the bullet there came a wild howl from the bandit, and his pistol flew up in the air, ruined beyond repair
”I'roaned
”Will you quit?” demanded Jack
”Don't drop me and I will”
”All right! Dismount!”
The fugitive pulled in the panting and sweating horse, and Tie
Down to the ground ju his hands above his head he roared:
”Mind you now--no games, partner”
”What was you doing in that farm house?”