Then they ran out into the night.
They recognized the hatless, squat figure of their father at once, even in the dark, with the wind twitching his beard sideways.

When they called to him he did not speak.

Then they saw that Bull was leading the horse.
Plainly something was wrong, and presently they discovered that Bill Campbell was actually tied upon his horse.

He gave no orders, and they cut the ropes in silence.

Still he did not dismount.
"Bull," he commanded, "lift me off the hoss!" The giant plucked him out of the saddle and placed him on the ground, but his legs buckled under him, and he fell forward on his face.