Sincere pity was felt for him; and at the same time men asked each other anxiously how the revelation would affect his political and other chances.
Late in the same evening the burial of McEwen took place.

A congregational minister at the graveside said a prayer for mercy on the sinner.

Anderson had not asked him to do it, and felt a dull resentment of the man's officiousness, and the unctious length of his prayer.

Half an hour later he was on the platform, waiting for the train to Glacier.
He arrived there in the first glorious dawn of a summer morning.

Over the vast Illecillowaet glacier rosy feather-clouds were floating in a crystal air, beneath a dome of pale blue.