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Vaudemont took the letter and read as follows: "DEAR WILLIAM, No go about the youngster I went after: all researches in vane. Paris develish expensive. Never mind, I have sene the other the young B ; different sort of fellow from his father very ill frightened out of his wits will go off to the governor, take me with him as far as Bullone. I think we shall settel it now.
Sene shut her lips and folded her bleeding hands together, and uttered no cry. Del did screaming enough for two, she thought. She pondered things, calmly as the night deepened, and the words that the workers outside were saying came brokenly to her. Her hurt, she knew, was not unto death; but it must be cared for before very long; how far could she support this slow bleeding away?
His gray hair blew about in the wind. "I want my little gal!" he said. "Can't anybody tell me where to find my little gal?" A rough-looking young fellow pointed in perfect silence through the smoke. "I'll have her out yet. I'm an old man, but I can help. She's my little gal, ye see. Hand me that there dipper of water; it'll keep her from choking, may be. Now! Keep cheery, Sene!
Suffice it to say that without means of barter, unarmed, and living upon fruit and roots, we tramped along that narrow path through the pestilential marshes and the great forests where no light penetrated through the thick foliage of the giant trees for several weeks, always due north and passing villages sometimes, until we crossed the Sene river, ascended the mountains beyond, and found ourselves upon a great level grass-covered plateau, which occupied us several days in traversing.
It seemed to him indelicate, almost heartless of her to talk so soon of burying the dear one but just gone from their sight: it was unnecessary dispatch, and suggested a lack of reverence! "What for sic a hurry?" he expostulated. "Isna there time eneuch to put oot o' yer sicht what ye ance lo'ed sae weel? Lat me be the nicht; the morn 'ill be here sene eneuch!
"I'm going to have a house of my own, when I'm grown up," said pretty Del; "I shall have a red carpet and some curtains; my husband will buy me a piano." "So will mine, I guess," said Sene, simply. "Yours!" Del shook back her curls; "who do you suppose would ever marry you?" One night there was a knocking at the door, and a hideous, sodden thing borne in upon a plank.
A faint hope came to her then perhaps, after all; her face lightened grayly, and she crept down the bank to Del. "I won't be a fool," she said, "I'll make sure, I'll make as sure as death." "Well, where did you drop down from, Sene?" said Del, with a guilty start. "From over the bridge, to be sure. Did you think I swam, or flew, or blew?"
In dreary fact, he would not listen when she sung; would not say, "You are tired, Sene"; would never kiss away an undried tear. There would be nobody to notice the crimson cape, nobody to make blue neck-ties for; none for whom to save the Bonnes de Jersey, or to take sweet, tired steps, or make dear, dreamy plans.
"Dick," said Asenath, "this is a dreadful place! Take me home." But when he would have turned, she held him back with a sudden cry, and stood still. "I meant to tell you I meant to say Dick! I was going to say " But she did not say it. She opened her lips to speak once and again, but no sound came from them. "Sene! why, Sene, what ails you?" He turned, and took her in his arms. "Poor Sene!"
The glare of the bonfires struck through an opening; saws and axes flashed; voices grew distinct. "They never can get at me," said Sene. "I must be able to crawl. If you could get some of those bricks off of my feet, Del!" Del took off two or three in a frightened way; then, seeing the blood on them, sat down and cried.
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