I took Mathieu to the right.
I tied a strap round his legs, and shot him with a revolver.

He yelled, I ran from him with my gun in my hand, I sighted Kempthorne, who had risen to his feet.

I presented the gun, and shot him behind the right ear; his life's blood welled from him, and he died instantaneously.

Sullivan had shot De Pontius in the meantime, and then came to me.

I said, 'Look to Mathieu,' indicating the spot where he lay.