But I was not alone--the loosened cargo tumbled overboard from the pack horse and fell close to me.

It was abreast of almost the last cabin.
A miner came out and said: "Hello!" I was thirty steps from him, and knew he could not see me, it was so very dark in the shadow of the mountain.

So I lay still.

Another head appeared in the light of the cabin door, and presently the two men walked toward me.

They stopped within ten steps of me, and one said: "Sh! Listen." I could not have been in a more distressed state if I had been escaping justice with a price on my head.