The Coffin FillersLarge Print - 2005
They could see the lone shack close under the cliff and they struck out for it. The door was open sagging on its one hinge. Sand drifted and a packrat ran out as they dismounted. There was dust everywhere, but there were also boot marks and crumbs on the floor. They hadn't seen Hardpan in a long time - but if he had been killed, they wanted to know who had done it.
Publisher: Waterville, Me. : Thorndike Press, 2005, c1972
Characteristics: 148 p. ; 22 cm