“We are looking for evidence to clear an innocent man now languishing in prison of the charge of murder.”
Beaver Bill gave a violent start and drew a deep, long whistle.
“Ye don’t mean it, straunger?” he gasped.
“Yes I do!” replied Frank. “The real murderer is at large and I am searching for him.”
“Sho! What war the murder?”
Frank explained matters.
When he told of the strange tragedy which had overtaken Clem Johnson, the trapper gave a start.
“I heern tell of that!” he cried. “I onct knew Clem. So it’s Bert Mason ye’re lookin’ fer, eh?”
“Yes.”
“Wall, that’s strange.”