As for this bull-headed fellow, he deserves his fate for his old insolence.

He was for ever putting himself in my way, and may not complain that I have at last put him out of it.

But come, we have no further need to remain here, though just as little to pursue further in the present condition of our horses." "What shall we do with the body?
we can not leave it here." "Why not ?--What should we do with it, I pray?
The wolves may want a dinner to-morrow, and I would be charitable.

Yet stay--where is the dirk which you found at the stable?
Give it me." "What would you do ?" "You shall see.

Forrester's horse is off--fairly frightened, and will take the route back to the old range.