Chapter 2 Something pulled at Janet and she came awake with a start. A stiff, dead branch caught her hat as she moved, knocking it from her head. "Well Billy-be-damn if it ain't a woman," a strange, but at the same time familiar voice said. Janet looked up to see a scrawny little man with bulging eyes and a scraggly beard grinning toothlessly at her as he held up the spruce branches. Behind him she could see that a new day had arrived and, looking into her den stood a square, better-dressed but equally dirty man holding her rifle. It was their pulling the rifle from her arms that had awakened her. The second man turned his gaze off to the side and spit tobacco juice. "Better come have a look at this, Gabe." He turned back to smile at Janet as a third man rode his horse over and leaned down to look at her. This third man's clothes were also dirty, but it appeared he had both shaved and washed in the not too distant past. The second man ges...