He found the Kid and the cook near the chuck wagon, Sogun and Andy were
lying near the fire, whose last faint embers were sputtering feebly;
Buck was some distance away, but he, too, was dead!
Sanderson went from one to the other of the men, to make a final
examination. Bending over Sogun, he heard the latter groan, and in an
instant Sanderson was racing to the river for water.
He bathed Sogun's wound--which was low on the left side, under the
heart, and, after working over him for five or ten minutes, giving him
whisky from a flask he found in the chuck wagon, and talking to the man
in an effort to force him into consciousness, he was rewarded by seeing
Sogun open his eyes.
Sogun looked perplexedly at Sanderson, whose face was close.
There was recognition in Sogun's eyes--the calm of reason was swimming
in them.
He half smiled. "So you wriggled out of it, boss, eh? It was a
clean-up, for sure. I seen them get the other boys. I emptied my gun,
an' was fillin' her again when they got me."
"Who?" demanded Sanderson sharply.
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