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"You've showed them plenty, Sig. Cut out the rough house before

you maim some of these gents who didn't invite you to their

party."

The ranger felt the earth sway beneath him as he spoke. His wound

had been torn loose in the fight, and was bleeding. Limply he

leaned against the tree for support.

It was at this moment he caught sight of Arlie and Briscoe as

they ran up. Involuntarily he straightened almost jauntily. The

girl looked at him with that deep, eager look of fear he had seen

before, and met that unconquerable smile of his.