She had thought and thought until it seemed to her that she knew exactly how and why the killer's plans had gone awry.

She was certain that she and Swan had prevented him from climbing down into the canyon and making sure that her dad did not live to tell what mischance had overtaken him.

He had probably been watching while she and Swan made that stretcher and carried her dad away out of his reach.

He would not shoot _her_,--he would not dare.

Nor would he dare come to the cabin and finish the job he had begun.