Jagged lightning streaked across the evening sky, the rain fell in torrents, and the wind howled across the desolate countryside. Since early afternoon, the Lone Ranger and his faithful Indian companion, Tonto, had fought their way through the storm. They reached the hill country shortly after nightfall, and now could see the rocky trail rise steeply before them. They needed to travel another three miles to shelter, but before they get there, they see in the light of the storm a man and a woman running...