The Lieutenant is not severely wounded, and this morning appears to be perfectly rational.

Yet he insists you committed the assault; even refers to you by name." The accused man pressed one hand to his forehead in bewilderment.
"He still insists I shot him ?" "Yes; to be frank, he 's rather bitter about it, and no facts we have brought to bear have any apparent weight.

He swears he recognized your face in the flare of the first discharge." The Sergeant stood silent, motionless, his gaze on the Colonel's face.
"I do not know what to say, sir," he answered finally.

"I was not there, and you all know it from the men of my troop.

There has been no trouble between Lieutenant Gaskins and myself, and I can conceive of no reason why he should desire to involve me in this affair--unless," he paused doubtfully; "unless, sir, he really knows who shot him, and is anxious to shift the blame elsewhere to divert suspicion." "You mean he may be seeking to shield the real culprit ?" "That is the only explanation that occurs to me, sir." The Colonel stroked his beard nervously, his glance wandering to the faces of the other officers.
"That might be possible," he acknowledged regretfully, "although I should dislike to believe any officer of my command would be deliberately guilty of so despicable an act.