Badlands Billy 
or lay like dead, till strong enough to rise and 
grind the chains again with her teeth. 
And so the night passed by. 
And Duskymane? Where was he? The 
feeling of the time when his foster-mother had 
come home poisoned, now returned ; but he was 
even more afraid of her. She seemed filled 
with fighting hate. He held away and whined 
a little; he slunk off and came back when she 
lay still, only to retreat again, as she sprang 
forward, raging at him, and then renewed her 
efforts at the traps. He did not understand it, 
but he knew this much, she was in terrible 
trouble, and the cause seemed to be the same 
as that which had scared them the night they 
had ventured near the Calf. 
Duskymane hung about all night, fearing to 
go near, not knowing what to do, and helpless 
as his mother. 
At dawn the next day a sheepherder seeking 
lost Sheep discovered her from a neighboring 
hill. A signal mirror called the wolver from 
his camp. Duskymane saw the new danger. 
He was a mere Cub, though so tall; he could 
not face the man, and fled at his approach. 
So) 
