I can feel myself goin'." Sanderson laid him down again and knelt beside him.
"You're Sanderson," said Dale, after a time.

"I thought it was Nyland chasin' me for a while.

Then I heard you talkin' to your horse an' I knew it was you.

Why don't you kill me ?" "I reckon the Lord is doin' that," said Sanderson.
"Yes--He is.

Well, the Lord ain't ever done anything for me." He was silent for a moment.