There was a curious look in them which suggested a strenuous endeavor and an appeal, and the lips moved again.
"It was," said Shannon, and moved his head a little on Payne's arm, apparently in an agony of effort.
Then the birches roared about them, and drowned the feeble utterance, while when the gust passed all three, who had not heard what preceded it, caught only one word, "Winston." Trooper Shannon's eyes closed, and his head fell back while the snow beat softly into his upturned face, and there was a very impressive silence intensified by the moaning of the wind, until the rattle of wheels came faintly down the trail..