us passages branched off in various
directions.
Near one of these passages stood Siroc with Jesse James astride of his
back, the bandit clutching a rifle.
The rest of the men were grouped behind him.
"Hulloa!" he shouted at Jack.
"Jesse James, I demand your surrender!" cried the inventor.
"Why should I?" demanded the bandit.
"Because you can't get away from here alive."
"That's all you know about it. There are plenty exits."
"Will you give in?"
"I want to compromise."
"That I'll never do!"
"I've got a great inducement---"
"You can make none to me."
"Come here, and you'll see."
A suspicion of treachery flashed over Jack's mind.
He turned to his companions, and said in low tones:
"We want him dead or alive. Fire at him!"
Before Jack's friends could obey, a grating sound was heard above the
Terror, and the inventor glanced upward.
A cry of alarm escaped his lips.
Several of the bandits had gone up on the gallery above the Terror, and
were pushing over a huge rock that rested there.
Just as Jack looked up it fell.
The rock must have weighed a ton.
It came down directly toward the roof of the Terror.
Jack gave the starting lever a sudden jerk, and the stage suddenly
darted ahead.
She was too late to escape injury, though.
With a sickening crush the rock struck the rear end of the roof,
crushing it like an egg shell, and going down on the platform, it
carried it and the steps away.
A howl of joy escaped the James Boys.
They thought the terror was destroyed.
It was lucky Jack's friends were in the front room.
Although the machine was badly damaged, she was not crippled so she
could not work.
The machinery had escaped injury, as Jack had caused her to run ahead
just in the nick of time.
"Give it to them, boys!" panted Jack.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The three shots struck the men in the gallery.
Not one of the villains knew what hit them.
"Again!" roared Jack.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
This time the shots were directed at the riders, and that set up a wild
chorus of yells and plunged away.
It was clear enough to Jack that the bandit king had schemed to lure him
over closer beneath the gallery so that the men up there would be sure
to land the rock on the stage.
A rattling volley came back from the bandits' rifles.
Crack! Crack!
Crack! Crack!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The firing continued without cessation for several minutes, but when th
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