Then a cry came out of the shadows, "Is it you, Harry ?" Alton did not answer, for his voice seemed to fail him, and he blinked at the man who bent over him.
"You have been a long while, Charley, and I came very near putting a bullet into you just now," he said.
"Well," said Seaforth, "I did my best, and Tom's coming along behind me.

What are you doing here anyway ?" Alton glanced at him bewilderedly.

"I don't quite know, but I got the deer.

It's somewhere around here," said he.
Seaforth's face grew suddenly grave as he stopped and shook his comrade, then let his hand drop as he saw a red trickle spreading across the crusted overalls.
"Good Lord! Are you hurt, Harry, and what's all this ?" he said.
Alton glanced up at him with dimming eyes.

"The thing's broken out again.