She didn't come with me.

I came with _her_." He stopped and struck a match to light his pipe.

Over the tiny flame he glared fiercely at Alan, but in his eyes was something that betrayed him.

Alan saw it and felt a desire to laugh out of sheer happiness.

His keen vision and sense of humor were returning.
"How did it happen ?" Stampede puffed loudly at his pipe, then took it from his mouth and drew in a deep breath.
"First I remember was the fourth night after we landed at Cordova.
Couldn't get a train on the new line until then.