“Where has he been?”
“I came from the cave where the shell burst.”
“And not meet Cohoon? curious,” mused Artena, in an audible tone. “Cohoon brought Artena to the little cave by the hidden river, and told her to wait till he come back. He go after Kit and his girl.”
It was Donald McKay’s turn to start now.
“Kit dead?” he said.
“Yes.”
“Girl, you’re mad. Old Kit South is not dead. I feel it in my bones.”
“Baltimore Bob shoot him, and shell kill ’Reesa.”
The girl’s confident tone threw a spell of silence about the half-breed.
“Artena heard you come; she think you Cohoon, so she crawl from cave, but find you Donald. Come back to cave. We talk; Cohoon come back by’m by.”