The sounds stopped on the trail a dozen feet away from him.
With a strange thrill he recognized Croisset's voice.
"You must be sure that you make no mistake," he heard the half-breed say.

"Go to the waterfall at the head of the lake and heave down a big rock where the ice is open and the water boiling.

Track up the snow with a pair of M'seur Howland's high-heeled boots and leave his hat tangled in the bushes.

Then tell the superintendent that he stepped on the stone and that it rolled down and toppled him into the chasm.

They could never find his body--and they will send down for a new engineer in place of the lost M'seur." Stupefied with horror, Howland strained his ears to catch the rest of the cold-blooded scheme which he was overhearing, but the voices grew lower and he understood no more that was said until Croisset, coming nearer, called out: "Help me with the M'seur before you go, Jackpine.