I was free! For a year I believed that; and then, like a shock that had come to destroy me, I was told that he _was not dead_ but that he was alive, and in a place called Tete Jaune Cache, in British Columbia.

I could not live in the terrible suspense that followed.

I determined to find out for myself if he was alive or dead.

And so I came, John Aldous.

And he is dead.