Ye tell me--first--who ye be." The invader paused, but he realized the nervous finger pressing the trigger and made haste to answer.

"It's all right, I tell ye.

I 'm one o' Terry's scouts." "Ye are?
Jist the same--I've heard--yer voice--afore." "Likely 'nough.

I saw service in the Seventh." Murphy was still a trifle suspicious.

"How'd ye git yere?
How 'd ye come ter know--whar I wus ?" The man laughed again.