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Updated: May 29, 2025
She was, as ever, composed and inscrutable. In one swift glance around she took in the whole scene the cardplayers under the window, Sam arrested at his pan of dough, and the injured man breathing hard upon the bed. She went toward the latter with a noiseless, gliding motion. "Mak' water hot," she said coolly over her shoulder to Sam. "Get clean rags for bandage."
It was an ample square, a full three feet across. Below, and a little more than a pace to the side, was the table of the cardplayers. As nearly as he could measure, through the misleading wisps and drifts of cigarette smoke, the distance to the floor was not more than ten feet an easy drop for a man hanging by his fingers. Denver came to his side, silent as a snake.
Those who had grouped round the piano were now assembled round the refreshment-table. The cardplayers had risen, and were settling or discussing gains and losses. While I was searching for my hat, which I had somewhere mislaid, a poor gentleman, tormented by tic-doloureux, crept timidly up to me, the proudest and the poorest of all the hidalgos settled on the Hill.
Those who had grouped round the piano were now assembled round the refreshment-table. The cardplayers had risen, and were settling or discussing gains and losses. While I was searching for my hat, which I had somewhere mislaid, a poor gentleman, tormented by tic-doloureux, crept timidly up to me, the proudest and the poorest of all the hidalgos settled on the Hill.
But a man who met him suddenly outside his cabin read something other than indifference upon his flushed face. He only saw him for an instant. The next, Archie had swung past and was gone, a clanging door shutting him from sight. When the little knot of cardplayers reassembled after dinner their number was augmented.
He had been wrapped in a happiness keener than anything he had known before. Yet the scheme was far from accomplished. The real danger was barely beginning. Listening keenly, he could hear the sand crunch underfoot of the watcher who paced in front of the building; one of the cardplayers laughed from the room below a faint, distant sound.
He might quite have reconsidered his decision, and so while talking to Rose she kept a sharp eye on the door. Five o'clock struck. The dancing had ceased, and the cardplayers alone persisted in their game. Labordette had vacated his seat, and the women had returned into the drawing room.
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