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The performance of specific duties would have simplified Miss Bart's position; but the vague attendance on Mrs. Hatch was not without its perplexities. It was not her employer who created these perplexities. Mrs. Hatch showed from the first an almost touching desire for Lily's approval.
This was more than had entered Bart's mind; and so unaccustomed was he to receiving favors, that the sensations of gratitude were new to him, and he hardly expressed them satisfactorily to himself. His new tutor had taken a real liking to him; he may have remembered that the Major was one of the rising young men in the south-west part of the county, whom he liked also.
The colonel released Bart's arm, but with a desperate groan. It was evident he was not fully satisfied. "Sure you'll forget It!" he persisted, very much perturbed. "I don't mean my abusing you, or the runaway, or or I mean I had an accident after I left you at the express office. Someone hailed me but you know, you know!" The colonel cast a penetrating look on Bart, who shook his head negatively.
"Bart, cover this fellow with your rifle while Billy goes through his pockets." The prisoner's fist clenched, but a prod of Bart's rifle made him think better of it, and Billy drew from one of the inside pockets of the man's coat the identical map over which the group had been poring when Bart first came upon the scene. "That'll do," said Frank. "Go back to the wall and sit down.
The top was reached at last, and as they neared it, to Bart's great delight, he found that there was a strong party there, headed by the Doctor, who had heard the firing, and came to his followers' relief.
There was a suspiciousness in the action that enhanced Bart's interest and curiosity, but he preserved his composure. "Three dollars, did you say?" he inquired, in an insinuating and soothing, but strictly business tone. "Yes!" gasped out Baker. "I am bid " "Four." Bart looked fixedly at Lem Wacker, for it was he who had spoken.
At last the Beaver came gliding softly into their midst, taking his place in the watch as if nothing whatever had happened; and in reply to Bart's eager inquiries, he first of all raised himself up and took a long and searching survey of the plain. This done, he drew the interpreter's attention to something that had attracted his own notice, and seemed to ask his opinion.
In his eagerness the captain had not caught the expression of agony that crossed her face as her mind, grasping the purport of the letter, began to measure the misery that would follow if Bart's plan was carried out. "I knew how ye'd feel," he went on, "and I've been huggin' myself ever since it come when I thought how happy ye'd be when I told ye; but I ain't so sure 'bout Lucy.
The sick man's labored breathing grew easier, the drawn features relaxed, the blood came into the livid lips; and, with the long-drawn sigh of one exhausted by his struggle for life, Freddy's patient sank into a heavy sleep; while his little Boy Blue watched on, through terrors that would have tried stronger souls than Brother Bart's laddie.
You stretcher-bearers will kill that poor chap if you try to drag him down here. There is a specially constructed road to the dressing-station over there Bart's Alley, it is called. We cannot have up-and-down traffic jumbled together like this. For heaven's sake, Waddell, pass up word to the C.O. that it is mistaken kindness to allow these fellows down here. He must send them back."
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