The others halted in their slow march and, as if by tacit, unspoken word, lowered the body of Isbel to the ground.

Then Blaisdell knelt beside Blue.

Jean left Colmor to Gordon and hurried to peer down into Blue's dim face.
"No, I ain't--hurt," said Blue, in a much weaker voice.

"I'm--jest killed! ...

It was Queen! ...