"That shot in Lee's cabin?" recalled Stark, with the light of a new
understanding. "You knew me then?"

"Yes."

Stark took a deep breath. "What a damned fool I've been!"

"Your devil's magic saved you that time, but it won't stop this."
The trader rose slowly with the knife in his hand.

"You'll hang for this!" said the gambler, unsteadily, at which
Gale's face blazed.

"Ha!" exclaimed the trader, exultingly; "you can feel it in your
guts already, eh?"

With an effort Stark began to assemble his wits as the trader
continued:

"You saddled your dirty work on me, Ben Stark, and I've carried it
for fifteen years; but to-night I put you out the way you put her
out. An eye for an eye!"

"I didn't kill her," said the man.

"Don't lie. This isn't a grand jury. We're all alone."

"I didn't kill her."

"So? The yellow is showing up at last. I knew you were a coward, but