At the last moment the man in Falkner triumphed over his love and he told her what he was, that up until the moment he met her he drank and gambled, and that for his shooting a man in Prince Albert he would sooner or later get a term in prison.

And she?
I tell you that she busted my theory to a frazzle! She loved him, as I now believe every woman in the world is capable of loving, and she married him, and stuck to him through thick and thin, fled with him when he was compelled to run--and her faith in him now is like that of a child in its God.

For a time they lived in that cabin above Pierre Thoreau's, and perhaps they wouldn't have been found out if they hadn't come up to Fort Smith for a holiday.

Falkner told me that his pursuers would surely stop at Pierre's, and his wife.

By this time he has a good start for the States, and will be there by the time I get his wife down." Philip had not spoken a word.