"In fact," says O'Mally, "a man's been run to earth there that we're pretty sure is the one."
Both men were watching him and both saw a change come over him that caught their eyes and held them. Instead of being relieved he was scared.
"Have you got the man?" he said.
O'Mally nodded:
"That's what we have."
"Who is he?"
"Party called Sammis. Answers to the description——"
Before he could go further Ford raised himself on his elbow, looking downright terrified.
"Joseph Sammis?" he said, his eyes set staring on O'Mally.
"That's it. We tracked him up and found him. But I don't want to raise any false hopes. We were too late. When we got there he was dead."