He slowed his steps now, for he would need to preserve his strength.

Yet he experienced no fear, no loss of confidence.

Each moment added to his faith in himself.

Before noon he would be on his way to the Mormon kingdom, by nightfall he would be upon its shores.
After that-- He examined the pistol that Winnsome had given him.

There were five shots in it and he smiled joyously as he saw that it had been loaded by an experienced hand.