It's the second time I've owed my life, and both times in one day, and both times to one man.

You tell your uncle that!" The big man sagged still more against the tree.

"I'll never go home, Pete, unless ghosts walk; and I'll never tell Uncle Bill anything, unless the ghosts talk.

I'm dying pretty pronto, I think, Pete." "Dyin'?
You ain't hurt bad, Bull!" "It's the bleeding; all the senses is running out of my head--like water--and the moon--is turning black--and--" He slumped down at the foot of the tree..