could not be Silversheene, for he was dead. Then, horror of horrors! This mad creature bounding towards him like a frenzied thing was an apparition. Silversheene was dead, and this was his spirit.
A dog without flesh or bone who was coming to avenge him.
Pedro did not know whether it would do any good to shoot at him or not, but that seemed the only thing to do, besides it was instinctive, so he had raised his revolver hurriedly and fired twice. But the apparition did not even feel his shots. It was the spirit dog of vengeance.
So when Silversheene was almost upon him the greaser had dropped his revolver and gone up the nearest tree like a monkey.
It might be useless to climb a tree to avoid a spirit dog but that also was instinctive.
Yet when he felt Silversheene's teeth in his leg and heard his pants ripped clean from his body he changed his mind about it being a spirit dog of vengeance. It was
