“You bet he was. We all knew him, and he was white, he was.”
Shoshone stopped in his oration, saying: “Go back to the tent, girl. Some of the boys are going to get busy.”
“What do you mean, Shoshone?”
“Nothin’, Helen, nothin’. I didn’t mean for you to go alone. I’ll go along.”
“Thank you, Shoshone, I am growing to be a coward.”
They could not have gone more than fifty yards from the box when Muriel came back that way, looking behind her in terror, as she saw her two enemies following her, so that she could not escape. John approached her, saying:
“What have you done with her? Where is she, you traitor?”
“I have set her free, you devil! and I’m ready to die for having done it!” said Muriel, no longer seeking to escape, and folding her hands.
“Then die!”
Saying this, John fired point-blank at Muriel’s heart, and she fell to the ground with a cry, while John said to Dopey: “Come this way! this way, quick!”