She seemed to delight in the mere utterance of the grewsome word, and Leith shivered, though his answer was filled with passion:
"I wish to God I knew!"
"Then you don't?"
"No."
The words were uttered so peculiarly that even Jessica was silent for a moment, then said, with sudden, swift meaning:
"Then you were not with him?"
"No."
"And there was no inquiry made, no effort to discover the murderer?"
Leith lifted his shoulders wearily.
"Oh, yes," he answered. "But what does inquiry amount to in a place like that? There is no law, and a man's importance is measured by the value of his hat and saddle, and the number of men he has slain."