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Updated: June 10, 2025
"I am glad that for a time you took me for that other John Howland, and that Pierre Thoreau and his brothers schemed to kill me at Prince Albert and Wekusko, for if these things had not occurred as they have I would never have seen Meleese. And now, Jean " His ears caught sound of movement, and he turned in time to see Meleese slipping quietly out. "Meleese!" he called softly. "Meleese!"
We've got to bring that man down, and we've got to give him the law. Simple thing, isn't it this bringing a prisoner down from Wekusko! Any rookie could do it, couldn't he? And yet " The inspector paused to light his cigar, which had gone out. Then he added: "If you'll do this, Steele and care for it I'll see that you get your promotion." As he finished, he tossed the photograph across the desk.
His courage and recklessness had terrified Meleese, had astonished Croisset. And yet what had he done? From the beginning from the moment he first placed his foot in the Chinese cafe his enemies had held the whip-hand. He had been compelled to play a passive part. Up to the point of the ambush on the Wekusko trail he might have found some vindication for himself.
Not until after the fight, when in their rage at your escape the brothers told her that they had intended to kill you, did she realize fully what she had done. That is all, M'seur. You know what happened after that. She dared not tell you at Wekusko who your enemies were, for those enemies were of her own flesh and blood, and dearer to her than life.
"And that 'if' " Jean was straining against the table. "It rests with you, Croisset. I will bargain with you. Either I shall take you back to the Wekusko, hand you over to the authorities and send a force after the others or you shall take me to Meleese. Which shall it be?" "And if I take you to Meleese, M'seur?" Howland straightened, his voice trembling a little with excitement.
I shall not return into the South. From this hour begins the hunt for the cowardly devils who have tried to murder me. Before dawn every man on the Wekusko will be in the search, and if we find them there shall be no mercy. Will you help me, or " She struck his hands from her face, springing back before he had finished.
Much that he had not understood was clear to him now. He understood why Meleese had not revealed the names of his assailants at Prince Albert and Wekusko, he understood why she had fled from him after his abduction, and why Jean had so faithfully kept secrecy for her sake.
"What's up, Fingy?" inquired a voice. "Wekusko," replied the man on the box, in the husky, flesh-smothered tones of the person who had entered last into the cabin. "Another dead one up there, eh?" persisted the same voice. "No. Maps 'n' things f'r Hodges, up at the camp. Devil of a hurry, ain't he, to order us up at night? Tell to hustle out with the bottle, will you?"
"This young woman called on me yesterday, and within a quarter of an hour fifteen minutes, mind you! she had me going like a fool! Understand? I'm not proof against her and yet I'm growing old in the service and haven't had a love affair since a long time ago. I'm going to send you up to the Wekusko camp, above Le Pas, to bring down a prisoner.
If they who had flung him into the dungeon believed this, then he was safe for several hours. No one would come for his body until broad day, and possibly not until the following night, when a grave could be dug and he could be carried out with some secrecy. In that time, if he could escape from his prison, he would be well on his way to the Wekusko.
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