Then he saw Dick Derosne.
"Mr. Derosne!" he called faintly, and Dick knelt down to listen. "Tell your sister I believe."
"What?" asked Dick in sheer surprise.
"You heard?" asked Medland petulantly.
"Yes—that you believe."
"Well, tell her," and he turned away his head.
There was a little bustle outside the group, and then Big Todd burst through.
"Is he killed?" he cried.
Medland saw him and stretched out his hand.
Big Todd caught it, and the dying man pressed the fellow's knotted fist. Perhaps he saw in Todd the type of the "Great Beast," clumsy, often wrong-headed, but honest at heart, that he loved and worked for.