Near him lay an Indian whose vacant, sightless eyes were fixed in death.

Beyond lay four more savages, the peculiar, inert position of whose limbs, the formlessness, as it were, as if they had been thrown from a great height and never moved again, attested that here, too, life had been extinguished.

Joe took in only one detail--the cloven skull of the nearest--when he turned away sickened.

He remembered it all now.

The advance, the rush, the fight--all returned.