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To Celestina it was a perfect picture of a schoolroom, and she looked round with the greatest interest as she took off her hat and jacket, according to Miss Neale's directions, and hung them on a peg on the door. 'You must be very neat here, you know, my dear, she said; to which Celestina meekly replied, 'Oh yes, quite agreeing with Miss Neale.
He did not underestimate his responsibility nor the nature of his task, and he felt the coming of nameless and unknown events beyond all divining. Henney was Neale's next visitor. The old engineer appeared elated, but for the moment he apparently forgot everything else in his solicitude for the young man's welfare. Presently, after he had been reassured, the smile came back to his face.
That hush had fallen on her at the sight of Neale's face, at the sound of his voice, as he had looked at her and spoken to her, at the last, just before he went away back to the children. Those furiously racing pulses of hers had been stilled by it into this steady rhythm which now beat quietly through her.
Such people should read "Neale's History of the Puritans," and see in what a hurricane of excitement, opposition, contempt, and persecution, their forefathers fought for the very paths they are now standing still in, and holding so sacred that they cannot have them disturbed. Do you see how unphilosophically they are acting?
Neale, however, felt a change in himself. This was the first morning for a long time that he had not hated the coming of daylight. When he and Larry went out the sun was high. For Neale there seemed something more than sunshine in the air. At sight of Campbell, waiting in the same place in which they had encountered him yesterday, Neale's pulses quickened.
"Reckon you'd better stay over to-morrow," suggested Slingerland. His concern for the girl could not have been greater had she been his own daughter. "Allie thet was her name, you said. Wal, it's pretty an' easy to say." Next day Allie showed an almost imperceptible improvement. It might have been Neale's imagination leading him to believe that there were really grounds for hope.
"Allie's gone home back to whar she belongs to come into her own. Thank God! An' you why this day turns you back to whar you was once.... Allie owes her life to you an' her father's life. Think, son, of these hyar times how much wuss it might hev been." Neale's sense of thankfulness was unutterable. Passively he went with Slingerland, silent and gentle.
But he turned away without speaking and hurried along the edge of the gorge, evidently searching for a place to go down. General Lodge ordered the troopers to follow King and if possible recover Neale's body. "That lad had a future," said old Henney, sadly. "We'll miss him." Boone's face expressed sickness and horror. Baxter choked. "Too bad!" he murmured, "but what's to be done?"
It was Neale's hawk eye that first sighted Indians. "Look! Look!" he cried, in great excitement, as he pointed with shaking finger. Down a grassy slope of a ridge Indians were riding, evidently to head off the engineers, to get between them and the troops. "Wal, we're in fer it now," declared the scout. "We can't get back the way we come up."
Yes, it was the car, approaching. The two glaring headlights swept the white road, stopped, and went out. For an instant the dark mass stood motionless in the starlight. Then something moved, a man's tall figure came up the path. "Is that you, Marise?" asked Neale's voice.
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