 Billy was melting lead in a fry pan, and the way I figured he must have tripped somehow and fallen smack into it. When we rode in, we found him rolling around on the ground. That's all I know. When who rode in? Me and the cook. Where was Gatlow? Oh, he went in just ahead of us. How long ahead of you? Not long. Maybe 20 minutes. Yeah. And then he found Billy first. Is that it? Yeah, so he did.