He went up to Fort William a week after the fire, and that was in September, eight months past." "And was there with him a girl named Nada Hawkins ?" asked Jolly Roger, trying hard to speak calmly as he looked into the other's face.
The youth shook his head.
"No, he was alone.

He slept in my cabin overnight, and he said nothing of a girl named Nada Hawkins." "Did he speak of others ?" "He was very tired, and I think he was half dead with grief at what had happened.

He spoke no names that I remember." Then he saw the gray look in Jolly Roger's face grow deeper, and saw the despair which could not hide itself in his eyes.
"But there were a number of girls who passed here, alone or with their friends," he said hopefully.

"What sort of looking girl was Nada Hawkins ?" "A--kid.

That's what I called her," said Jolly Roger, in a dead, cold voice.