Simpson nodded and answered Pete's wordless question.
"No, she ain't dead——"
Pete turned towards Kamloops.
"Ole Cultus passed ridin' lik' hell, Mr. Simpson."
The procession halted within a few yards.
"Damn him," said Simpson, "he's cut the poor gal to pieces with a shovel."
XV
They said to Pete—
"Come into Kamloops with us."