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He didn't want to go out and leave us, but he's so scarey he does everything Slade tells him." Lennon recalled Carmena's plea for him to help her father and sister. He thought he understood the situation. "So this Slade and the Indians are keeping all of you prisoners, here in the Hole, are they? Yet Carmena got out. Why hasn't she taken you and your Dad?" Elsie's big blue eyes rounded.
Aside from the magazines and what had been told her by Farley and Carmena, she had no knowledge of the world outside the Hole. Beneath Carmena's quiet manner Lennon discovered an interest as keen as that of her foster-sister and very much more intelligent. She had childhood memories of Ohio. Much to his distaste, she persuaded Farley to remain most of the day with them in the living room.
"Should we not cut and run?" "Why? We couldn't hide our tracks. Even if the devils aren't mounted, they'd soon overtake us. An Indian can lope along all day, like a coyote." Lennon looked deliberately around at the ridge and sat down to clean and reload his rifle. Carmena's eyes flashed. "You've got the idea," she said. "We'll eat and back up to the spring. The cave is an easy place to hold.
They knew his goodness, and were proud of his superiority to themselves. "Majella, you tremble," said Alessandro, as he threw his arms around her. "You have feared! Yet you were not alone." He glanced at Carmena's motionless figure, standing by Baba. "No, not alone, dear Alessandro, but it was so long!" replied Ramona; "and I feared the men had taken you, as you feared. Was there any one there?"
But she lingered to eye Lennon wistfully as he stood up to meet Carmena's level glance. "Aren't you going to say good night, Jack?" she coaxed. "Don't don't brothers ever kiss their sisters good night?" Lennon cast a half-doubtful glance at the girl's unsmiling foster-sister, hesitated, caught Elsie's golden head between his hands and bent to kiss her forehead.
This banter, coupled with the assurance that the girl knew exactly what she was about, cooled Lennon's excitement. His high strung nerves relaxed. "No need to remind you I'm a tenderfoot," he jibed at himself. "Coming up the cañon I've been shooting Apaches at every bend." The mirth left Carmena's face. Her lips straightened in hard lines and her eyes flashed. "It's no joke," she said.
"What could we do? If he's convicted, he'll swear that Dad is just as guilty. You see why I couldn't go for the sheriff?" "Yes," said Lennon; but he looked at Elsie. Carmena's face whitened. "If it hadn't been for Dad, there's no telling what Cochise would have done with her. Anyhow, he's my father." To this Lennon could make no answer. He turned again to stare at the big still.
Carmena flung out a hand in a gesture of refusal. "No, I won't, Cochise. I'll talk American, and so will you And you'll speak decently, or we chop off. Sabe?" There followed a silence of several moments. Carmena's patience soon reached its snapping point. She frowned and started to draw back. The voice below called up, still thick and guttural, but speaking clear-cut English: "You lied.
He was fresh from a moist climate, and the Gila monster poison had put him into a feverish condition. Hard as he tried, he could not resist drinking. His canteen was emptied even sooner than Carmena's. This was little past mid-afternoon. They had left the sahuaros behind and were coming down among widely scattered salt bushes to the border of an utterly barren alkali flat.
While his eyes were yet too dazed for clear vision, he heard Carmena's voice, low-pitched and vibrant with passionate pleading: "... And him too, Cochise. I'm not asking you to give up your fun with him. Only wait till you've made sure of Slade. There's not a second to lose. You have us. We can't get away. But if you don't do what I ask, you won't get Slade. He'll be up there safe with your woman!
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