Even then she would not let McKay take her place at Cassidy's side.

The third day she started him off for a post sixty miles away to get a fresh supply of bandages and medicines.
It was evening, three days later, when Jolly Roger and Peter returned.
The windows of the cabin were brightly lighted, and McKay came up to one of these windows and looked in.

Cassidy was bolstered up in his cot.
He was very much alive, and on the floor at his side, sitting on a bear rug, was the girl.

A lump rose in Jolly Roger's throat.

Quietly he placed the bundle which he had brought from the post close up against the door, and knocked.