"I thought I heard a shot," said Columbine. "It--it sort of made me jump. I'm nervous."
Scarcely had she finished speaking when two clear, deep detonations rang out. Gun-shots!
"There!... Oh, Wils! Did you hear?"
"Hear!" whispered Moore. He grew singularly white. "Yes--yes!... Collie--"
"Wils," she interrupted, wildly, as she began to shake. "Just a little bit ago--I saw Jack riding down the trail!"
"Collie!... Those two shots came from Wade's guns I'd know it among a thousand!... Are you sure you heard a shot before?"
"Oh, something dreadful has happened! Yes, I'm sure. Perfectly sure. A shot not so loud or heavy."
"My God!" exclaimed Moore, staring aghast at Columbine.
"Maybe that's what Wade meant. I never saw through him."
"Tell me. Oh, I don't understand!" wailed Columbine, wringing her hands.