Lying on his back, his hands tied, he was unable to find out the extent of the injury. In the semi-darkness he could see that he was inside a kind of inverted funnel and knew it for an Indian tepee. Outside, the weird wail of a woman rose above the barking of dogs and guttural voices of men. “So they got me,” he said aloud. “If my head didn’t hurt so much I’d say it was solid bone. Wonder where Sandy is?” “‘Lo, Jim,” a low voice answered. “Yu come to life again?” “No, I’m dead from the neck up,” was the disgusted reply. “Of all the fools …” “It was neat, allasame,” Sandy consoled. “They knowed yu’d hop off to tend to me—any fella would. All they had to do was squat behind the rocks an’ rope yu. First time I ever figured as the bait in a trap.” “Where’s Miss Carol?” “Right here, wore out an’ sleepin’.
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