Latcher brushed clothes. A Loudon thought that last night he had underestimated the man, when he decided that he lacks a solid core. But when Latcher frantically rushed to Ives ... Loudon rarely had seen such courage. He looked again at Latcheru in the face - and only now realized. The man was dead, been dead for a long time - not so dead to bury it in the ground, but his spirit died. Should we admire the courage of man when he does not care, he is alive or dead ... But be that as it may, now the Loudon indebted to him - and he took note.