They rode up and down the block, but without discovering where their
attackers had taken refuge.
It was a low part of the town, and there was scarcely a house on either
side of the street into which a criminal would not be taken and
concealed.
"We'll have to give it up," said Ted, at last. "We could hunt here all
night without being any the wiser."
Disappointed, they rode back, after tracing the bloodstains along the
sidewalk to where they were lost in the dusty street.
They found that the carriage horse had been so badly hurt that its
recovery was impossible, and Ted mercifully put a bullet into its brain.
The carriage was surrounded by people from the dance hall, who had been
brought by the shots.
Among them was Billy Sudden.
"I reckon I called the turn," said he, as Ted came up.
"You sure did," said Ted.
"I ain't presuming to give advice none," said Billy, "but if it was me
that got his sky piece knocked off and had a horse shot I believe I'd
almost be tempted to round up this yere man's town and capture every
hoodlum in it, and sweat them to find out who fired them shots.
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