Alan Sullivan,
The Affair of Ahjeek, the Otter
(1922)
“ Underneath, resting on the crossed legs, lay a short carbine, the sawed-off rifle of the buffalo hunter. So quickly was it done that the grim ranks sat as though petrified. A silence followed, in which the trooper laughed shortly and squatted once more in the centre of the grassy plot. "You are answered, Ahjeek," he said coldly. "Once more I ask: Will you return the horses of the Piegans? They are not far away." Ahjeek laughed oat. "Your words are the words of a man who has lost his reason. Is this the end of my friend's message?" Again Jock shook his head. ”
