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And this word "murderer" sounded in my ears from every side, and much I wondered what it all could mean. When we arrived at the door of the prison house a crowd of the townspeople awaited us. I looked round the faces fearlessly, and in their midst I recognized the wrinkled face of my skipper, Davie Flett. "Cheer up, my hearty!" said he, as I passed by him.
Crimes attended with violence were not unknown in the vicinity, and cattle were now and then stolen in the neighboring province of Alberta; but that such things as the prosecutor's tale revealed should happen aroused wide-spread astonishment and virtuous indignation. Nevertheless, they were proved, for Flett had procured a number of witnesses and, what was more, had secured their attendance.
That fatal night, as Ragon Torr was crossing the moor to Peter's house he having some news of a very particular vessel to give he heard the cry of "Murder," and he heard Hacon Flett call out, "I know thee, John Sabay. Thou hast stabbed my master!" and he instantly put himself in the way of the flying man. Then he knew at once that it was Sandy Beg in John Sabay's clothes.
He drove away, and George went moodily back to the house with Edgar. "That's a man who has had to choose between his duty and his interest," George said; "but just now we have other things to think about. It's a pity I can't get the bullet out until help arrives." The livery man turned up on the following day and succeeded in extracting it; and Flett made his appearance the morning after.
That could be the only way in which he could obtain spirits or other illicit goods at a lower rate than through the ordinary channels of commerce; and the pilot's evasion of the question regarding excise almost confirmed my suspicions. Kinlay walked slowly away, and when he had disappeared, Davie Flett turned round to me with open arms as though he would embrace me.
The dry grass revealed nothing, and they vainly searched several of the neighboring hillocks, where it grew less thickly. Scorching sunshine beat down on them and a strong breeze blew the sand about. At length Flett pointed to a few half-obliterated footprints on the bare summit of a small rise. "The fellow stopped here with his feet well apart. He'd stand like that while he put up his gun.
When I entered, Isaac retired to a far corner of the parlour and watched me closely as I talked with Captain Flett. "When do we sail, captain?" I asked, as I sat down beside the skipper. "Tomorrow night," said he. And I judged that I should now have to determine without delay which of the three appointments I should take remain with Flett, join the revenue cutter, or become a pilot.
"The stock have gone far enough," he said. "You'll stay here to-night." Flett looked doubtful, though it was obvious that he wished to remain. He was a young, brown-faced man, and his smart khaki uniform proclaimed him a trooper of the Northwest Mounted Police. "The trouble is that I'm a bit late on my round already," he protested. "That's soon fixed," said Grant.
"Well," explained Flett, "this is the kind of thing Little Ax is likely to have a hand in, and he's the tallest buck in the crowd. I'll stick to the team until we come across somebody who knows its owner. The first thing we have to do is to find that case of liquor." Half an hour later the teamster came back carrying it, and set it down before the constable with a grin.
Three or four weeks passed quietly without any news from Flett until one evening when Edgar sat talking to Miss Taunton in the office of her father's store at Sage Butte.
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