“It was,” Emery corroborated the other.
“On the right side o’ the trail,” continued Burnnel, “close to a willow thicket.”
“In what position was the body?” Rand next inquired.
“The man was a lyin’ stretched out a little on his left side, one arm throwed up like this:” The speaker imitated the position of the body by putting his head forward on the table and extending his arm. “It was like that, wa’n’t it, Emery?”
Again he turned toward the little man.
“It was,” came the ready rejoinder.
“And you say there was the mark of a bullet on the man’s forehead?”
“Yep,” Burnnel answered, “an’ a revolver in the hand what was outstretched.”
“In other words,” Rand’s tone was incisive, “it looked like suicide.”
Both the men nodded emphatically.