"What's the matter?" said he.
"One of your men——" he hesitated.
"Well?"
"One of your men," he repeated, "went down last night."
"It wasn't Jerry?" cried John anxiously, having a premonition suddenly of something dreadful. "Say it wasn't Jerry!"
"Yes, it was Jerry." The man spoke the words slowly and solemnly. "Horse's leg went into a badger hole and the cattle trampled him."
