We studied it, heads together.
"Here lies Poundridge," nodded Boyd, placing his finger on the spot so marked.

"Roads a-plenty, too.

Well, it's odd, Loskiel, but in this cursed, debatable land I feel more ill at ease than I have ever felt in the Iroquois country." "You are still thinking of our landlord's deathly face," I said.

"Lord! What a very shadow of true manhood crawls about this house!" "Aye--and I am mindful of every other face and countenance I have so far seen in this strange, debatable land.

All have in them something of the same expression.