"She ain't safe going around alone like that." Senator Warfield glanced at him impatiently.

"Is there any truth in her declaring that Frank Johnson is dead?
She seemed to have had a shock of some kind.

She was raving crazy, and in her rambling talk she said something about Frank Johnson having died last night." Lone glanced back as he led the way through the gate which Swan was holding open.

"He didn't die--he got killed last night," he corrected.
"Killed! And how did that happen?
It was impossible to get two coherent sentences out of the girl." Senator Warfield rode through just behind Lone and reined close, lowering his voice.

"No use in letting this get out," he said confidentially.