"I had better dress it before night," said Evelyn.
"I dressed it at noon. I won't disturb it again to-day," said Gray, thanking her with his eloquent blue eyes.
McKay said: "So you found the place where I once slid off?"
"It's plain enough, windfall and general wreckage mark it."
"You say it's a dozen miles west of here?"
"About."
"That's odd," said McKay thoughtfully. "I had believed I recognised this ravine. But these deep gulfs all look more or less alike. And I saw it only once and then under hair-raising circumstances."
Gray smiled, but Evelyn did not. McKay said:
"So that's where they winged you, was it?"
"Yes. I was about to negotiate the slide—you remember the V-shaped slate cleft?"