“Well, I want to catch them both, and if you and Dan Grey will join me we can do it without bloodshed.” “Who are you?” “I am William F. Cody, sent here by the government to put the kibosh on some of your rascals.” “Boiling rattlesnakes!” “What do you say?” “I’m with you, head and heels.” “Very well; make a rush in here, and then I’ll talk to Grey.” As we have seen, Red Dick and his men disappeared, much to the surprise of the others. Then Buffalo Bill opened negotiations with Fighting Dan. “Dan Grey!” he shouted. “Say it,” came the answer. “Do you know me?” “No, ’n’ I dunno’s I want to.” “Well, I’m Cody.” “The devil!” “No, Buffalo Bill.” “What ye want?” “I want you and your men to come in here out of the sun; you might tan.” “What’s ther game?” The scout briefly outlined the situation as he had to Red Dick. “Come out fur ’nough so’s I can see ye, an’ if it’s you I’ll jine in.” Buffalo Bill advanced until he was in full view of Fighting Dan and his men, yet beyond sight of the sheriff’s party. “I guess it’s Buffler all right,” said Dan. “Waal, clear ther track, an’ we’ll come in under full steam.” They came and the rest we know--how the entire party, under Buffalo Bill’s direction, went around to the upper entrance and sprung the trap that nabbed the sheriff, Price, and their band. But how Bloody Ike attempted to defeat the plans has not been explained. Back in the mine the scout had offered those who had guarded the place the choice of joining his party in the capture of Price. Two had accepted, but Bloody Ike refused, so he was left securely bound, it was supposed. But in some manner he had escaped and tried to warn Price of the trap. Failing in that and apparently thinking that the game was played out, it was believed that he had set off a storehouse of explosives and had died where his bones would never be disturbed. The procession back to town was quite a remarkable one. Buffalo Bill had made sure that the principal prisoners were safely guarded, and among his most zealous supporters were Dan, the fighting man, and Red Dick, the wild and woolly knight of the bad men’s resorts. Skibo was given charge of the sheriff, and Wild Bill had Price under his watchful eye. Old Nomad, the scout, and Cayuse herded the rest of the prisoners, while the former enemies, Dick, and Dan, and their followers, acted as outriders. The crowd of curious trooped along in the rear. But the incident was not to close without one more adventure for the scout and his pards. The day had passed rapidly with the exciting incidents, and darkness overtook the small army before it had covered half the distance to town. Buffalo Bill had foreseen this and also the possibilities of escape that might come to some of his prisoners. He had instructed Skibo and Hickok, whatever happened, to give their whole attention to the sheriff and Price. Those two must be safely landed to answer for their betrayal of public trust.