If you was the drinking kind I'd say you'd been hitting up the red-eye." "The next evening," continued Mary steadily, "I came about dark on a camp-fire with a bed of twigs near it.

I stayed by the fire, but no one appeared.

Once I thought I heard a horse whinny far away, and once I thought that I saw a streak of white disappear over the top of a hill." The boy sprang up, shuddering with panic.
"You saw what ?" "Nothing.

I thought for a minute that it was a bit of something white, but it was gone all at once." "White--vanished at once--went into the dark as fast as a horse can gallop ?" "Something like that.

Do you think it was someone ?" For answer the boy whipped out his revolver, examined it, and spun the cylinder with shaking hands.