Well, I will go home and pack up--there is nothing else to do" He moved off moodily toward his cabin.

He had gone some distance before he thought of his coat; then he was about to turn back, but he smiled at the thought, and continued his journey--such a coat as that could be of little use in a civilized land; a little further on, he remembered that there were some papers of value in one of the pockets of the relic, and then with a penitent ejaculation he turned back picked up the coat and put it on.
He made a dozen steps, and then stopped very suddenly.

He stood still a moment, as one who is trying to believe something and cannot.

He put a hand up over his shoulder and felt his back, and a great thrill shot through him.

He grasped the skirt of the coat impulsively and another thrill followed.