Mr. Silby and the bank officials were immediately notified of Duncan’s capture, and their satisfaction was unbounded; their congratulations were unsparingly uttered, and their words of commendation were of the heartiest and warmest character.  They were now fully satisfied that the vexing problem of the missing five thousand dollars in coin would be solved, and earnestly hoped that the solution would inure to their advantage.  However, nothing could be done in the matter until the arrival of Duncan, and we impatiently awaited his appearance.

The next morning after his arrest Duncan was placed on the train, and in company with John Manning started for Chicago.  The detective had experienced no difficulty in disposing of the horse owned by the young prisoner, and Mr. Livermore, the stable-man, became his purchaser for a fair price.  Having experienced quite as much of the discomforts and fatigues of traveling by stage coach and on horseback as he desired, Manning resolved to return to Chicago by rail, and he accordingly took passage on the Idaho division of the Union Pacific railroad, which would be both a more expeditious and comfortable mode of traveling, besides being a safe method of conducting a prisoner.

Ever since his arrest Duncan had been sullen and uncommunicative.  He was evidently crushed by the sudden and surprising turn which affairs had taken.  In the moment of his triumph he had fallen, and when he fancied himself the most secure, defeat and detection had overtaken him.  It was not long, however, after they had started upon their return journey, ere Manning succeeded in breaking through his reserve, and in inducing him to talk freely.  To the young man’s credit be it said, that the first inquiry he made was in regard to the recovery of Miss Patton, the young lady whom he had assaulted in the bank, and when he learned of her speedy and complete recovery, he seemed quite relieved.  He expressed the most intense regret at having been compelled, as he put it, to treat her so roughly, and he added, “I tell you she was a plucky little woman, and had Eugene Pearson been an honest man and fought as well as she did, we never could have got that money.”

“She is certainly a brave girl,” replied Manning.

“Why, look here,” exclaimed Duncan, extending his left hand toward him, upon two fingers of which the detective noticed several dark-looking and freshly-healed scars.  “I was compelled to strike her.  She fastened her teeth into my hand, and bit me to the bone.  I never could have got loose without that; as it was, my hand bled terribly, and was a long time in healing, besides being excessively painful.”