He wormed a hand into one of his pockets and produced a small dark object which he handed to Aldous The other felt an uncanny chill as it touched his fingers.

It was a mis-shapened bullet.
"Doc gave me the lead," continued MacDonald coolly, beginning to slice a pipeful of tobacco from a tar-black plug.

"It come from Joe's gun.

I've hunted with him enough to know his bullet.

He fired through the window of the cabin.