The major and his wife also were sorry to see her depart, for they too had been drawn to her most closely. When the time came for her departure Colonel Dunwoody came over to the major’s and for a moment saw Ruth alone. “Miss Arden, I hope and feel that we will meet again, and I wish to say to you that it is my wish that you will command me in any way in which I can ever be of service to you. Will you promise me this, Miss Arden?” “I will, Colonel Dunwoody, although I am now under the deepest obligations to you.” “No, I do not so consider it; but there is one thing more, and pardon me for referring to it.” “Yes.” “When this is all over, when the end has come, I will have the body of your brother decently buried for your sake, and the grave marked so that it can be found if need be. The major has told me that there was a fortune left by your father, and to get possession of it you may wish to secure a certificate of his death.” “It is not necessary, Colonel Dunwoody, as my father left the entire estate to me, having disinherited my brother. I would gladly have shared it with him, had he changed his career, or given his share to his wife or children, had he married, which, however, he told me he had not done. If you will give him decent burial, sir, I shall be very grateful, and I desire to leave with you the funds necessary for----” “No, no, Miss Arden, I will keep an account of the expenses and notify you at the proper time. But here comes the coach, and farewells must be said.” Mrs. Lester, the major, and Clarice then came forward, and all said farewell with deep regret, the colonel handing the girl to a seat upon the box by the side of Horseshoe Ned, who seemed proud to have his fair passenger again under his charge. Then Ned gathered up his reins, called to his leaders, and away whirled the coach at a slapping pace, while the eyes of Ruth were seen to turn with a longing look toward the cabin where her brother was in irons, and must soon go forth from his prison to the gallows. The coming of Ruth had created much comment. Had she been an ordinary person it would have been less thought of, but all who saw her recognized her as a lady at once. She was very beautiful, and her manner strangely fascinating. Her coming carried out the old saying that no man is so vile but has one good woman to love him. She had bravely met her brother, had done all in her power to cheer him, and then had gone her way. It would have been only harmful to her and to him for her to have remained longer, as all agreed. She had shown her good sense in going. As the coach rolled away Surgeon Frank Powell and Buffalo Bill were standing near the latter’s quarters. “Bill, she is really going,” said the surgeon, as he saw Ruth upon the box with Horseshoe Ned. “So it seems, doc. What you said to her must have frightened her off.” “You mean about being aware that she came here to rescue the prisoner?” “Yes.” “It may be.”