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Updated: June 5, 2025
"This place belonged to my grandfather's father, Louis Beaubien. There were Indians around here then. Most of them 'Jibways." Jean used to say that the instant Kit's curiosity was aroused, she was just exactly like a squirrel after nuts, and here was an entirely new field of romance and adventure to be uncovered. She fairly sniffed the air.
"Rollins again," thought Chester. "Why did he keep this from me?" "Who were in the carriage?" he asked. "Mr. Sutton, sir, on the front seat, driving, and two young ladies on the back seat." "Nobody else?" "Not a soul, sir. I could see in it plain as day. One lady was Miss Sutton, and the other Miss Beaubien.
With flashing eyes and crimson cheeks, she bore straight upon them, and, with indignant emphasis upon every word, accosted them: "Captain Wilton, Major Sloat, I wish to see Captain Chester at once. Is he in the office?" "Certainly, Miss Beaubien. Shall I call him? or will you walk in?" And both men were at her side in a moment. "Thanks. I will go right in, if you will kindly show me to him."
Cub Sutton had confided to Captain Wilton that Madame Beaubien was in total ignorance of the fact that there was to be a party at the doctor's the night he had driven out with Nina and his sister, and that Nina had "pulled the wool over her mother's eyes" and made her believe she was going to spend the evening with friends in town, naming a family with whom the Beaubiens were intimate.
Jerrold appeared at the door of his quarters; Rollins halted some fifty feet away, raised his cap, and left her; and, all alone, with the eyes of Fort Sibley upon her, Nina Beaubien stepped bravely forward to meet her lover. They saw him greet her at the door. Some of them turned away, unwilling to look, and yet unwilling to go and not understand this new phase of the mystery.
"Wasn't it rather odd that Miss Beaubien was not here at the dance? She has never missed one, seems to me, since Jerrold began spooning with her last year." "Why, she was here." "She was? Are you sure? Rollins never spoke of it; and we had been talking of her. I inferred from what he said that she was not there at all.
She would have set her foot against Nina's simply dancing the german at the fort with Jerrold as a partner, but she could not resist it that the papers should announce on Sunday morning that "the event of the season at Fort Sibley was the german given last Tuesday night by the ladies of the garrison and led by the lovely Miss Beaubien" with Lieutenant or Captain Anybody.
Rollins was too stupefied to answer. Silently he placed himself by her side, and together they passed the group at the office. Miss Beaubien nodded with something of her old archness and coquetry to the cap-raising party, but never hesitated.
First the mailed warriors under Coronado; then the cowled Franciscans; then Fremont and Kit Carson and Beaubien and Governor Bent and Manuel Lisa, the fur trader, and a host of other knights of modern adventure.
You said a good deal last night that well, wasn't pleasant to hear." "I know it, Rollins. I beg your pardon. I didn't know then that you were more than slightly acquainted with her. I'm an old bat, and go out very little, but some things are pretty clear to my eyes, and don't you be falling in love with Nina Beaubien. That is no match for you."
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