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Suits me. I'm in your hands." Then he went on, leaving only three figures in the lobby, the bent, silent form of Ba'tiste Renaud, grave, but rewarded at last in his faithful search; the radiant-eyed Houston, free with a freedom that he hardly believed could exist; and a girl who walked to the window and stood looking out a moment before she turned to him.
Again with their waist-belt guide lines, they started forth, to bend against the storm in a struggle that was to last for hours; to lose their trail, to find it again, through the straggling poles that in the old days had carried telephone wires, and at last to reach the squat, snowed-in buildings of camp. There, Ba'tiste assembled the workmen in the bunk house.
"I I shouldn't ever have been drawn into it. It's nothing of my concern; certainly, I shouldn't be the one to be called upon to judge the innocence or guilt of some one I hardly know! "I realize that, Miss Robinette. I withdraw my request for anything you can give me." Again he started toward the door, and this time Ba'tiste did not detain him.
I," and Houston smiled with the memory of his victory, "I convinced him that he should give me credit." "Eet is good. In the woods, there are many men. The log, he is pile all about the mill. Three thousand tie, already they are stack up." "And the woman she has caused no trouble?" "No. Peuff! I have no see her. Mebbe so, eet was a mistake." "Maybe, Ba'tiste, but I was sure I recognized her.
On the trail Ba'tiste had taken there were two huts where he could rest, and he had carried his blanket slung on his shoulder. The way she went gave no shelter save the trees and caves which had been used to cache buffalo meat and hides in old days.
When she waked it was near sun-down, the storm had ceased, and, as on the night before, the sky was stained with colour and drowned in splendour. "I will do it I will do it, Ba'tiste!" she called, and laughed aloud into the sunset. She had battled with herself all the way, and she had conquered. Right was right, and Rube Haman must not be hung for what he did not do.
Five minutes more and he was back at the mill, giving what aid he could with his uninjured arm. Night, and he traveled with Ba'tiste to his cabin, only to fret nervously about the place and at last to strike out once more, on foot, for the lumber camp.
"Do you suppose it would help?" The girl was truly serious now. "Why not?" "I don't think " Thayer had edged forward, nervously. Ba'tiste pushed him gently. "Peuff! And when did M'sieu Thayer become l' M'sieu Doctaire? Ba'teese say ask him if he like you." Medaine laughed. "Do you like me?" Brown eyes met blue eyes. A smile passed between them.
"Well, Ba'tiste," came in strained tones, "I might as well hear it now as at any other time. They've about got me whipped, anyway, so you'll only be leaving a sinking ship." "What you mean?" The French-Canadian stopped. "Just the plain facts.
Say to heem that there are the cattle that will starve, that in the stores there is not enough provision. That " "I know. I'll call Denver. But I don't know what chance there is the road's been waiting for a chance to go into bankruptcy, anyway since this new Carrow Point deal is about through. They haven't got any money you know that, Ba'tiste.
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