"
She bent wearily down, her head buried within her hands. For a moment
Winston stood hesitating, scarcely daring to leave her. But she did
not move, and finally he turned away, walking directly toward that
indistinct figure standing beside the cabin door. As he drew closer he
recognized the old miner, his rifle half-raised in suspicion of his
visitor. It must be done, and the engineer went at his task directly.
"Has Brown come back?"
"Shore; he 's in thar now," and Hicks peered cautiously into the face
of his questioner, even while pointing back into the dark cabin. "He
come in a while ago; never said no word ter me, but just pushed past in
thar ter the bed, an' kneeled down with his face in the bed-clothes.
He ain't moved ner spoke since. I went in onct, an' tried ter talk ter
him, but he never so much as stirred, er looked at me. I tell yer, Mr.
Winston, it just don't seem nat'ral; 't ain't a bit like Stutter fer
ter act in that way. I just could n't stand it no longer, an' had ter
git out yere into the open air.
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