The day passed, with Duane watching and waiting.

Toward sundown Stevens awoke, and his eyes seemed clearer.

Duane went to get some fresh water, thinking his comrade would surely want some.

When he returned Stevens made no sign that he wanted anything.

There was something bright about him, and suddenly Duane realized what it meant.
"Pard, you--stuck--to me!" the outlaw whispered.
Duane caught a hint of gladness in the voice; he traced a faint surprise in the haggard face.