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Updated: May 22, 2025
She hear from Indian man. All Indian man know. Marcel him all killed dead. Indian man not kill him. Oh, no. Cy Allshore him kill him. Marcel him kill Cy too. Both kill each one. Oh, yes. Cy devil man. Cy think him kill up Marcel. Then him have Missis have all things. Oh, yes. Indian man know. Indian man find both, all killed dead. Indian man tell An-ina. An-ina say no tell Missis.
Cy an' Marcel, all gone dead. Him dogs all gone dead. An' wolves eat up all flesh. Oh yes." "How did they recognize the bones?" "Him sled, him outfit. All 'Sleeper. Indian man know." "And you reckon Cy Allshore killed Marcel murdered him?" There was a sharpness in Steve's demand that suggested doubt. He did not doubt the woman's story. It was her assertion that Cy had murdered his partner.
You reckon this feller Cy Cy Allshore was out for plunder murder. You guess he kind of loved your Missis, and she didn't know. He reckoned to kill Marcel, and steal all this, and his wife. That so?" "Sure. That so." "How d'you know?" "An-ina see. An-ina have two eyes. She see all thing. Oh, yes." "Tell me." "How An-ina tell? She not know. She woman. She see. That all. Cy him hard.
Steve told her at once that he was a police officer, and that he was on a mission of investigation into the he said "disappearance" of Marcel Brand, who, he explained, was supposed to be a trader, with his partner Cyrus Allshore, somewhere in the direction north of Seal Bay in the Unaga country.
Well, I don't know much more except this letter came into Seal Bay it's written in a woman's hand and in English to say her husband, Marcel Brand, and this, Cy Allshore, have been murdered. And she guesses by Indians. She don't seem dead sure. But they've been missing over a year. I'm just handing you this so you'll know the sort of thing I'm up against.
He was a good and great man, whose whole idea of life was to care for his wife and child, and expend all his knowledge to help the world of suffering humanity. It was for that reason that seven years ago he realized all he possessed, and, taking Cy Allshore as a partner, came up here." "To help suffering humanity?" Incredulity found expression almost before Steve was aware of it. "Yes, I know.
He removed the pipe from his rather wide mouth, and held it poised significantly. "This thing won't stand keeping. It's murder. There's two of 'em, I guess. Traders. Marcel Brand and his partner, Cyrus Allshore. Those are the names. Can't say I've heard of 'em before. Both of 'em dead murdered up there somewhere around the Unaga country.
And her woman's heart and mind had read Cy Allshore to the dregs of what she believed was an infamous heart. Steve knew the danger of accepting her story without reserve. He was convinced of her sincerity. It would have been impossible to doubt. But The sound of little Marcel's piping voice reached them from the outside. Steve turned and glanced out of the window.
It seems there's a biggish trading post way up hidden somewhere on the plateau of Unaga. It was run by two partners, and they had a sort of secret trade. The man at Seal Bay Lorson Harris reckons it's a hell of an important trade. The names of these traders were Marcel Brand a chemist and Cy Allshore, a pretty tough northern man. These fellers used to come down and trade at Seal Bay.
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