"'Whah's his body den, ef he fell?'
"'We didn't have time to look for dead bodies in that murderous fire. It was all we could do to get our living bodies away.'
"'But I promised not to go back without him.' It was a wail of anguish from the slave.
"'Well, you'll have to.'
"'I won't. Whah did he fall?'
"Someone sketched briefly the approximate locality of Robert Fairfax's resting place, and on the final word Cahoots tore away.
"The merciless shot of the Federals was still raking the field. But amid it all an old prairie schooner, gotten from God knows where, started out from the dismantled camp across the field. 'Some fool going to his death,' said one of the gray soldiers.
"A ragged, tattered remnant of the wagon came back. The horses were bleeding and staggering in their steps. The very harness was cut by the balls that had grazed it. But with a light in his eyes and the look of a hero, Cahoots leaped from the tattered vehicle and began dragging out the body of his master.
"He had found him far to the front in an abandoned position and brought him back over the field of the dead.
"'How did you do it?' They asked him.