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Updated: May 31, 2025
She felt very weak at the knees and caught for a moment at the lapel of his coat to steady herself. Neither of them was conscious of the fact that she was in his arms, clinging to him while she won back self-control. "It's all right now. Don't worry. Lucky I came back to show Blandoine which furs to take." "If you hadn't " She drew a ragged breath that was half a sob.
It adjoined the large log cabin where the Scotchman and his family lived. Blandoine and he went over the robes carefully in order that there should be no mistake as to which ones the trainmaster took. This done, Morse locked the door and handed the key to his companion. To him there was borne the sound of voices one low and deep, the other swift and high.
Morse did not know it. Not till he had passed a dozen steps beyond a man in heavy furs did his mind register recognition of him as Whaley. He did not even wonder what business was taking the gambler toward Angus McRae's house. Business obtruded its claims. He arranged with Blandoine to take the robes out with him and walked back to the McRae storehouse.
"Blandoine is leavin' for Whoop-Up in the mornin'. I came to see your father about those robes. If we buy, it'll have to be now. I can send 'em down with Blandoine," he explained. She nodded, briskly. "Father said you could have them at your price if you'll pay what he asked for those not split. They're good hides cows and young bulls."
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