Those are his quarters at the post, and possibly he is going up to see Meleese.

If you were much of a shot you could settle a score or two from here, M'seur." The figure had stopped, evidently on a platform midway up the side of the building.

He stood for a moment as if scanning the plain between him and the mountain, then disappeared.

Howland had not spoken a word, but every nerve in his body tingled strangely.
"You say Meleese--is there ?" he questioned hesitatingly.

"And he--who is that man, Croisset ?" Jean shrugged his shoulders and drew himself back into the bush, turning leisurely toward the old cabin.
"_Non_, M'seur, I will not tell you that," he protested.