Obadiah's eyes opened as Nathaniel knelt beside him and from between his thin lips there came faintly the old, gurgling chuckle.
"Nat!" he breathed. His thin hand sought his companion's and clung to it tightly. "We have won. The vengeance of God—has come!"
In these last moments all madness had left the eyes of Obadiah Price.
"I want to tell you—" he whispered, and Nathaniel bent low. "I have given him the package. It is evidence I have gathered—all these years—to destroy the Mormon kingdom."
He tried to turn his head.
"Marion—" he whispered wistfully.
"She will come," said Nathaniel. "I will call her."
"No—not yet."
Obadiah's fingers tightened about Captain Plum's.
"I want to tell—you."