The next day Scarface went on again, stopping now and then to rest and to pick berries, and when night came he was at the bear's lodge.,
"I know that," says the man, sullenly. "But what of him?" pointing to Rodney, the ruffianly look still on his face. "The Englishman, I mane. Is he sure? It's a life, for a life afther all, when everything is towld.",
In the night, together, in sleep, without pain, their shadows had departed to the Sandhills..
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