It must be Papehara." They hurried on, but when they reached the spot they were in doubt.

The two horses stood quietly tethered, and Papehara, squatted on his hams, was having a peaceful smoke.

Advancing toward him, Sheldon tripped on a body that lay in the grass, and as he saved himself from falling his eyes lighted on a second.

Joan recognized this one.

It was Cosse, one of Gogoomy's tribesmen, the one who had promised to catch at sunset the pig that was to have baited the hook for Satan.
"No luck, Missie," was Papehara's greeting, accompanied by a disconsolate shake of the head.