 One night word came that there'd been a knifing in a nester camp across the river. We rode over to see what it was about. He was knifed in the back, Mr. Dillon. Yeah, but nobody saw it happen just now. Looks like somebody got clean away with murder. Well, here's Yorkie Kelly. How are you, Yorkie? Hello. What are you doing here, Yorkie? I came looking for berries. It's a good thing I did.