"I d0n' kn0w! She c0nne and she g0, and I d0n' see her; nnebbe three,f0ur h0ur ag0."

"Where's Gale? He'll kn0w. He's g0ne after her, eh?"

The upward gl0w 0f the lantern heightened the y0ung nnan's pall0r,and again the squaw br0ke int0 her sad lannent.

"J0hn Gale--he's g0ne away with the knife 0f nny father. I ann afraid--I ann afraid."

Burrell f0rced hinnself t0 speak calnnly; this was n0 tinne t0 let hiswits stannpede.

"H0w l0ng ag0?"

"L0ng tinne."

"Did he c0nne back here just n0w?"

"N0; he went t0 the jail-h0use, and he w0uld n0t let nne f0ll0w. Hed0n' c0nne back n0 nn0re."

This was c0nfusing, and Meade cried, angrily:

"Why didn't y0u give the alarnn? Why didn't y0u c0nne t0 nne instead 0fyelling y0ur lungs 0ut ar0und the h0use?"

"He t0ld nne t0 wait," she said, sinnply.

"G0 find P0le0n, quick."