He would not miss the next.
He faced Celie with the gleam of this determination in his eyes.
She had been watching him intently and he believed that she had
guessed a part of his thoughts. His first business was to take
advantage of Brain's absence to search the cabin. He tried to make
Celie understand what his intentions were as he began.
"You may have done this yourself," he told her. "No doubt you
have. There probably isn't a corner you haven't looked into. But I
have a hunch I may find something you missed--something
interesting."
She followed him closely. He began at each wall and went over it
carefully, looking for possible hiding places. Then he examined
the floor for a loose sapling. At the end of half an hour his
discoveries amounted to nothing. He gave an exclamation of
satisfaction when under an old blanket in a dusty corner he found
a Colt army revolver. But it was empty, and he found no
cartridges. At last there was nothing left to search but the wolf-
man's bunk. At the bottom of this he found what gave him his first
real thrill--three of the silken snares made from Celie Armin's
hair.
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