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"Ah, such wit! Such charm!" enthused another voice at Benton's back. "She is most perfect in those gowns of unbroken lines, with a single rose." Evidently the men left the tables at once, for Benton heard no more. He also turned away a moment later to make way for an Italian in whose feverish eyes burned the roulette-lust.
I told you I would free her and fight for her, but I saw her eyes to-night.... Benton, it is I who am the interloper!" No answer came to Benton's tongue. Pagratide did not seem to expect one. After a moment he went on, with the manner of one who had thought out what he was to say, and who compels himself to go through with the prepared recital.
If there were any primitive virtues in that dusky maiden they were well buried under the white man's schooling. Katy's demand upon life was very simple and in marked contrast to Stella Benton's. Plenty of grub, no work, some cheap finery, and a man white or red, no matter, to make eyes at. Her horizon was bounded by Roaring Lake and the mission at Skookumchuck.
Benton's, would be followed for the moment, till the torture of dreadful possibilities would send the distracted ranch mistress again afield. So the night wore away, and sunrise came, and still there was no returning party that brought good cheer.
In so serious a case I would like to consult him." Roger, while on his way to Dr. Benton's office, passed a livery-stable with a coach standing just within the door, and he at once resolved that the weary girls should not be exhausted by flying home in terror-stricken haste.
How came you to go there?" inquired her husband in still greater surprise. "I will tell you, though I have hitherto kept it a secret, as a matter of my own. Now, since I am your wife, it is only proper that I should acquaint you with it. I have a nephew at the same school." "You have a nephew at Dr. Benton's boarding-school?" "Yes," answered Mrs.
"Messages and Papers of the Presidents," Vol. II, pp. 13, 58, and 116. Lyman, "Diplomacy of the United States." 2 Vols. Boston, 1828, Vol. II, p. 432. Romero, "Mexico and the United States." Given in full in Am. St. Papers, For. Rel., Vol. IV, pp. 217-270. Am. St. Papers, For. Rel., Vol. IV, pp. 818-851. Benton's "Abridgment," Vol. VI, p. 139. Benton's "Abridgment," Vol. VI, p. 142.
The voices no longer were heard behind the canvas house. The wind whipped through the bare framework. Somewhere at a distance were music and revelry. Benton's night roar had begun. Over all seemed to hang a menacing and ponderous darkness. Suddenly a light appeared moving slowly from the most obscure corner of the space, perhaps fifty paces distant. Hough drew Allie closer to Ancliffe.
"Siwash bunch camping around the point. The girl does some washing for us now and then. I suppose she's after Matt for some bread or something." Stella looked out. At the cookhouse door stood a short, plump-bodied girl, dark-skinned and black-haired. Otherwise she conformed to none of Miss Benton's preconceived ideas of the aboriginal inhabitant.
Barlow laid the Waterbug alongside the float. He had already told her that Lefty Howe, with the greater part of Fyfe's crew, was extending and guarding Benton's fire-trail, and he half expected that Fyfe might have turned up there. Away back in the smoke arose spasmodic coughing of donkey engines, dull resounding of axe-blades. Barlow led the way.
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