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The Texan dived for him as he was going down, got hold of him by

the hair, and after a struggle managed somehow to reach the

farther shore. As they both lay there, one exhausted, and the

other fighting for the breath he had nearly lost forever, Dillon

reached the bank.

"Is it all right, Steve?" he called anxiously.

"All right," grinned the ranger weakly. "He'll go on many a spree

yet. Eh, Siegfried?"

The Norwegian nodded. He was still frightened and half drowned.

It was not till they were riding up the creek to find a shallow

place they could ford that he spoke his mind.

"Ay bane all in ven you got me, pardner."

"Oh, you were still kicking."

"Ay bane t'ink Ay had van chance not to get out. But Ay bane not

forget dees. Eef you ever get in a tight place, send vor Sig

Siegfried."

"That's all right, Sig."