"Indeed! Is he as sweet, sad, and silent as yourself?"
"Oh! no; Ned is unlike me; he is buoyant, cheerful, pleasant."
"Ned? What is his full name, dear?"
"Edward Harris."
Alice grew suddenly pale and speechless, as she remembered the handsome young miner whom Fearless Frank had slain in the duel, just outside of Deadwood. This, then, was his sister; and evidently she as yet knew nothing of his sad fate.
"Do you know aught concerning Edward Harris?" Redburn asked, seeing her agitation. Alice considered a moment.
"I do," she answered, at last. "This Fearless Frank, whom I came here with, had a duel with a man, just above Deadwood, whose name was Edward Harris!"
"My God;—and his fate—?"
"He was instantly killed, and left lying where he dropped!"
There was a scream of agony, just here, and a heavy fall.