"There was no woman."
"Don't deny facts. It's a waste of breath. Doesn't Backham know there was a woman at Mintaro? Don't all your hands know?"
Bellshaw was silent. Glen was rubbing it in strong.
"There's awful evidence against you to prove she was at your place. We'll take that for granted; we'll also take it for granted you left her in the wilderness to die—you brute," said Glen, who could hardly restrain his feelings.
Bellshaw writhed, but did not speak. He waited to hear more.
"Do you know what became of the woman?"
"I tell you there was no woman."
"There's ample proof that you lie," answered Glen, "so I'll pass that. I found her in my hut when I rode back from the fence."
He gave Bellshaw a graphic account of what happened and how Jim Benny came to assist him.
Then he looked hard at Bellshaw as he placed his hands on the table and stood up, leaning over until his face was within a few inches of the squatter's.