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Updated: June 15, 2025
There, that will do. Now keep as close as you can so as to steady him if I trip. Straight ahead run for it!" They sprang directly into the lurid flames, bending low, Brant's hands grasping the inert form lying across his shoulder. They dashed stumbling through the black, smouldering lane beyond.
Well, he was clear of them, and thenceforward, the curse having exhausted itself for the time being, he had prospered at any rate to a moderate extent. But if once more he began to interfere with Lysbeth van Goorl and her relatives, might it not re-assert its power? That was one question. Was it worth while to take his risk on the chance of securing Brant's fortune? That was another.
"What is she going to do?" whispered Foy. "God in Heaven knows," answered Martin, "but if she does not come back good-bye to Heer Brant's treasure, for she alone can find it again." They waited, holding their breaths, till presently a curious choking sound floated to them, and the lantern on the ship vanished.
As I look back upon it now I wonder that we succeeded in traversing the wilderness, when Brant's force was so near at hand, without mishap; but, as it proved, we had more difficulty in persuading Jacob to accompany us than in eluding the foe whom we believed might spring upon us at any moment, and when we arrived home it was to learn that the danger to the inhabitants of the Mohawk Valley was more imminent even than when Thayendanega stalked away from the interview with General Herkimer.
Brant's mind was a chaos of conflicting emotions, but a single abiding conviction never once left him he retained implicit faith in her, and he purposed to fight this matter out with Hampton. Even in that crucial hour, had any one ventured to suggest that he was in love with Naida, he would merely have laughed, serenely confident that nothing more than gentlemanly interest swayed his conduct.
What was it?" "Cook wrote it, and addressed it to Benteen. It read: 'Come on. Big village. Be quick. Bring packs. And then, 'P. S. Bring packs. That means they want ammunition badly; they're fighting to the death out yonder, and they need powder. Oh, the coward!" Brant's eyes ran down the waiting line of his own men, sitting their saddles beside the halted pack-animals.
"After we git the chap, we 'll give them people a chance to tell what they know." Brant's keenly attentive ears heard the far-off chug of numerous horses' feet. "I rather think you will," he said, confidently, his voice ringing out with sudden authority. He stepped back, lifted a silver whistle to his lips, and sounded one sharp, clear note.
The British officials were well aware of the shortcomings of Brant's league, but they hailed its advent with delight. If the tribes could be collected together under the shadow of the British forts, and freely plied by the British agents, they could be kept hostile to the American vanguard.
By this time the whereabouts of Brant's treasure had been practically solved. It was believed to lie in the string of vessels, although it was not known that one of these was laden with powder as well as gold.
Mohammed Bartouki had assured the scientist that he would look forward to meeting the young people of Dr. Hartson Brant's household. The door was opened by a figure right out of The Arabian Nights, or so it seemed to the young people. The doorman was a huge Negro dressed in flowing red trousers that tucked in at the ankles. His sandals turned up in points at the front, Persian style.
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