Children of the rich -- Fiction; Love stories; Nevada -- Fiction; Ranch life -- West (U.S.) -- Fiction; Western stories
The revolver was knocked out of her hand before she could fire another
shot, and she was grasped in the arms of her assailant and carried she
knew not where. She knew that Ethel had fainted as she had seen her
body sink limply to the floor, while Percy was struggling in the hands
of two men.
Her captor picked her up and carried her along the passage until he
came to a flight of stairs which led out into the open. Here she was
placed on her feet and given over to the care of two men who acted as
guards. Her captors wore masks and she was unable to make out any of
their features. Ethel was brought out with Percy and placed under the
same guards, who proceeded to bind their hands behind their backs.
Josephine could still hear an automobile engine running idle and an
occasional revolver shot. Suddenly there came to her ears a volley of
shots and soon after the engine stopped running. With sinking heart
the girl realized that they were shooting holes in the gasoline tank.
Ethel was gradually coming out of her swoon, and the helplessness of
the poor girl made Josephine’s eyes flash fire.
“Cheer up, Ethel,” she said tenderly, as the girl came to her full
senses. “These devils won’t be allowed to keep us as prisoners long. I
think they put your brother’s car out of commission, but he was too
much for them as I see that they haven’t captured him yet.”
They were gruffly ordered by the guard to cease talking. Soon another
masked guard approached the prisoners and proceeded to blindfold them.
Before this happened, Josephine had counted six masked men, and she
wondered if Mason had managed to escape unhurt. She strained her ears
for every sound. At a short distance from her a group of masked men
were talking in subdued tones, but her ears caught the word, chief,
and a little later the name Ricker! Soon she heard them mention
Mason’s name, so she knew that he had made an attempt to rescue them
and the thought gave her new courage.
So she was in the power of Ricker and his cutthroats. She remembered
that Mason had told her of Ricker’s oath to break jail and his threat
to come back and get revenge on Mason and herself and now he was at
large again. She wondered how Ricker happened to be at the ranch the
very day she had chosen to visit it. She had played right into the
hands of fate, and she remembered how hard Mason had pleaded with her
not to leave Bar X. Her body grew numb and her eyes filled with tears.
Well, anyway, they had not caught Mason yet, and her heart thrilled at
the thought.
There was a chance that he might be able to rescue them and she knew
he wouldn’t lose any time in getting a posse on the outlaws’ trail.
That they would be more desperate than ever, she well knew, as they
had broken jail and Ricker was an escaped murderer.
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