The coroner'll likely appoint somebody to look around and see if he's got any folks to send his stuff to.

Just feed any stock that's kept up, if nobody's there." "All right," Swan agreed readily.

"I'll do that, Lone.

Good-by." Lone nodded and watched him climb the steep slope of the gulch on the side toward Thurman's ranch.

Swan climbed swiftly, seeming to take no thought of where he put his feet, yet never once slipping or slowing.