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Was there no honor among evil men banded together for evil deeds? Were jealousy, ferocity, hate and faithlessness fostered by this wild and evil border life, ready at an instant's notice to break out? Joan divined the vain and futile and tragical nature of Kell's great enterprise. It could not succeed.
"Three thousand men, old an' young, of all kinds gone gold crazy! Alder Creek has got California's '49 and' '51 cinched to the last hole!" And the bandit leader rubbed his palms in great glee. That evening they all had supper together in Kell's cabin. Bate Wood grumbled because he had packed most of his outfit.
Gulden's big voice, so powerful, yet feelingless, caused a momentary silence. The expression of many faces changed. Kells looked startled, then annoyed. "Why, Gulden, that's not my affair nor yours," replied Kells. "Cleve dug it and it belongs to him." "Dug or stole it's all the same," responded Gulden. Kell's threw up his hands as if it were useless and impossible to reason with this man.
She could not tell whether or not Kell's spine was broken, but she believed that the bullet had gone between bone and muscle, or had glanced. There was a blue welt just over his spine, in line with the course of the wound. She tore her scarf into strips and used it for compresses and bandages. Then she laid him back upon a saddle-blanket.
These last were the workers of this vast beehive; the others were the drones, the parasites. Kell's party rode on through the town, and Smith halted them beyond the outskirts, near a grove of spruce-trees, where camp was to be made. Joan pondered over her impression of Alder Creek. It was confused; she had seen too much.
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