But I was too late.

The shot came through the window.

Then he disappeared.

An'-- Culver Rann is getting an outfit together! Twenty head of horses, with grub for three months!" "The deuce! And our outfit?
Is it ready ?" "To the last can o' beans!" "And your plan, Donald ?" All at once the old mountaineer's eyes were aflame with eagerness as he came nearer to Aldous.
"Get out of Tete Jaune to-night!" he cried in a low, hissing voice that quivered with excitement.

"Hit the trail before dawn! Strike into the mountains with our outfit--far enough back--and then wait!" "Wait ?" "Yes--wait.