The lost had been found again and defeat would become victory.
But Dick said nothing to anybody of his duel with Harry Kenton.

He shuddered even now when he recalled it.

And yet there had been no guilt in either.

Neither had known that the other lay behind the stone, but happy chance had made all their bullets go astray.

Again he was thankful.
"How did you stand that fighting yesterday afternoon, George ?" Dick asked of Warner.
"First rate.