“Wal, Daggs was drunk, an’ he got up from behind where the gang was hidin’, an’ dared the Isbels to come out. They shot him to pieces. An’ thet night some one of the Isbels shot Craig, who was alone on guard.... An’ last—this here’s what I come to tell you—Jean Isbel slipped up in the dark on Greaves an’ knifed him.”
“Why did y’u want to tell me that particularly?” asked Ellen, slowly.
“Because I reckon the facts in the case are queer—an’ because, Ellen, your name was mentioned,” announced Sprague, positively.
“My name—mentioned?” echoed Ellen. Her horror and disgust gave way to a quickening process of thought, a mounting astonishment. “By whom?”
“Jean Isbel,” replied Sprague, as if the name and the fact were momentous.
Ellen sat still as a stone, her hands between her knees. Slowly she felt the blood recede from her face, prickling her kin down below her neck. That name locked her thought.
“Ellen, it’s a mighty queer story—too queer to be a lie,” went on Sprague. “Now you listen! Evarts got this from Ted Meeker. An’ Ted Meeker heerd it from Greaves, who didn’t die till the next day after Jean Isbel knifed him. An’ your dad shot Ted fer tellin’ what he heerd.... No, Greaves wasn’t killed outright. He was cut somethin’ turrible—in two places. They wrapped him all up an’ next day packed him in a wagon back to Grass Valley. Evarts says Ted Meeker was friendly with Greaves an’ went to see him as he was layin’ in his room next to the store. Wal, accordin’ to Meeker’s story, Greaves came to an’ talked. He said he was sittin’ there in the dark, shootin’ occasionally at Isbel’s cabin, when he heerd a rustle behind him in the grass. He knowed some one was crawlin’ on him. But before he could get his gun around he was jumped by what he thought was a grizzly bear. But it was a man. He shut off Greaves’s wind an’ dragged him back in the ditch. An’ he said: ‘Greaves, it’s the half-breed. An’ he’s goin’ to cut you—FIRST FOR ELLEN JORTH! an’ then for Gaston Isbel!’ ... Greaves said Jean ripped him with a bowie knife.... An’ thet was all Greaves remembered. He died soon after tellin’ this story. He must hev fought awful hard. Thet second cut Isbel gave him went clear through him.... Some of the gang was thar when Greaves talked, an’ naturally they wondered why Jean Isbel had said ‘first for Ellen Jorth.’ ... Somebody remembered thet Greaves had cast a slur on your good name, Ellen. An’ then they had Jean Isbel’s reason fer sayin’ thet to Greaves. It caused a lot of talk. An’ when Simm Bruce busted in some of the gang haw-hawed him an’ said as how he’d get the third cut from Jean Isbel’s bowie. Bruce was half drunk an’ he began to cuss an’ rave about Jean Isbel bein’ in love with his girl.... As bad luck would have it, a couple of more fellars come in an’ asked Meeker questions. He jest got to thet part, ‘Greaves, it’s the half-breed, an’ he’s goin’ to cut you—FIRST FOR ELLEN JORTH,’ when in walked your father! ... Then it all had to come out—what Jean Isbel had said an’ done—an’ why. How Greaves had backed Simm Bruce in slurrin’ you!”
Sprague paused to look hard at Ellen.
“Oh! Then—what did dad do?” whispered Ellen.
“He said, ‘By God! half-breed or not, there’s one Isbel who’s a man!’ An’ he killed Bruce on the spot an’ gave Meeker a nasty wound. Somebody grabbed him before he could shoot Meeker again. They threw Meeker out an’ he crawled to a neighbor’s house, where he was when Evarts seen him.”