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"Willie Jones! That's a funny name," laughed Stacy. "That doesn't
sound very savage. I shouldn't be afraid of a fellow with a name
like that."
"You would if you knew him. Willie is a dude. He dresses like a city
fellow with all the frills he can pile on, and he has the manners of
a city chap too. But you look out for Willie. There isn't a colder
blooded man in the state than Willie Jones. He's quick as lightning
on the gun and can hit a bull's-eye with his own eyes shut."
"If he is any worse than our prisoner over there, I don't think I care
to make his acquaintance," replied Butler with a laugh.
"He is, young man. You'd know Dunk to be a bad man the first time
you saw him. You wouldn't think it of Willie and by the time you get
him sized up, it's too late to do you any good. I hope you don't meet
with Willie and try to land him. If you do you'll be carried out on
a litter, reduced to a pulp."
"Br---r----r---r!" shivered Chunky.
"Where---where is this bad man supposed to hide himself?" asked the
professor.
"I wish I knew," sighed the Ranger. "It would be worth a cold thousand
dollars to me and perhaps some more. There's a price on Willie's head.
But what's the use speculating about it? We'll get him some day, but
he'll be a dead one when we do. I'd a sight rather capture him alive."
The boys listened to all this with deep interest.
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