That he was not seen by some member of the Running Water
outfit was due to the fact that they were too busily engaged in fighting
to pay attention to anything else.
When Stella regained her senses she was conscious of a racking headache,
and, placing her hand to her forehead, brought it away wet and sticky.
It was quite dark, and she groaned feebly. The pain was excruciating,
and the motion of her body made her deathly sick.
She felt around her, and her hand came in contact with a cold, hard, yet
yielding substance. Then she heard the rumble of wheels, and knew that
she was in a vehicle of some sort. The motion of the couch on which she
was lying was such that she came to the conclusion that she was in one
of those old stagecoaches hung on leather springs, which were so much in
use in the West before the advent of the railroads.
As her mind grew clearer she tried to remember all that had occurred.
Suddenly it flashed upon her. The capture of old Norris, the attempt of
Shan Rhue and his gang to take him away to lynch him, and the beginning
of the fight.
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