His lips drew to a line.

"And we'll get him." The Sergeant's horse took a sudden plunge forward.
"Here, you beast!" he cried, with a fierce oath.

"Come back here! What's the matter with you ?" He threw the animal back on his haunches with a savage jerk, a most unaccustomed thing with the Sergeant.
"Yes," pursued the Superintendent, "the situation demands it.

Cameron's the man.

It's his old stamping-ground.