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Thorne reeled into Dick's arms. But he was able to stand and walk. "I'm not hurt. Only weak starved," he said. "Is Mercedes Take me to her." "She'll be well the minute she sees him," averred Belding, as he and Gale led the cavalryman to Mercedes's room. There they left him; and Gale, at least, felt his ears ringing with the girl's broken cry of joy.
And I'm cut pretty deep " "For God's sake, you don't believe what Chase said?" queried Gale, in passionate haste. "It's a lie. I swear it's a lie. I know it's a lie. And I've got to tell Nell this minute. Come on in with me. I want you, Belding. Oh, why didn't you tell me sooner?"
She stationed herself at a window which overlooked the road along which Belding was to pass. Her sister and her father, though less impatient, marked, with painful eagerness, the first sound of the approaching vehicle. They snatched a look at it as soon as it appeared in sight. Belding was without a companion. This confirmation of her fears overwhelmed the unhappy Susan.
Belding roused himself with a chuckle but Clark went on thoughtfully. "Do you see much change in St. Marys in the last few years?" "Before you came," she said slowly, "it was just just Arcadia." "Are you sorry to say good-by to Arcadia?" She shook her head, smiling. "Not a bit; I am glad it's over, but I remember father often talking about the old days long before any of us were here.
In a few days, it seemed, Altar Valley was a bright and green expanse, where dust clouds did not rise. Forlorn River ran, a slow, heavy, turgid torrent. Belding never saw the river in flood that it did not give him joy; yet now, desert man as he was, he suffered a regret when he thought of the great Chase reservoir full and overflowing. The dull thunder of the spillway was not pleasant.
He put his back into his work and the canoe shot forward, reaching presently those long foam-flecked swells that mark the foot of the turmoil. In ten minutes they were in the heel of the rapids and as far as Belding dared go with so precious a burden. Elsie felt the cold spray on her face and her eyes shone with delight.
Belding was in doubt in any matter of money, she asked Arthur to dine with her, and settle the vexing questions somewhere between the soup and the coffee. It was a neighborly service, freely asked and willingly rendered. As Farnham entered the widow's cosey library, he saw a lady sitting by the fire whom he took to be Mrs.
"Why er I presume Laura and her friends would have no objection to another of their schoolmates joining them. I understand Mrs. Morse will chaperon them " "And quite a proper person for that office, too," agreed Mrs. Pendleton. "I presume they will take along a maid." "Oh! I do not know," said Mrs. Belding, beginning to feel somewhat worried now. "I imagine the girls expect to do for themselves "
I don't look for an attack on Forlorn River," burst out Belding. "I can't believe that possible. These rebel-raiders have a little sense. They wouldn't spoil their game by pulling U. S. soldiers across the line from Yuma to El Paso. But, as Jim says, if they wanted to steal a few horses or cattle they wouldn't build fires. I'm afraid it's "
What you observe on the floor is a book I would have written if I'd not been a bishop." He rambled on till Belding reappeared with a hat full of berries. "Here they are, sir, and I've got another offering as well." "You don't say so, what is it?" "Do you remember, a year or so ago, talking to me about a pro-cathedral?" "Very distinctly.
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