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I know it." "But, Ambrose," she objected, "what reason have you to feel so strongly against Mr. Strange?" "No reason," he said; "only an instinct. I believe he's a crook." "Father relies on him absolutely." "Maybe his influence with your father was sometimes unfortunate." Colina's eyebrows went up. "Influence! Father would hardly allow his judgment to be swayed by a breed."
The intelligent horses picked their way with noses close to the ground. They were now between the steep high banks of a coulée. The trees gradually thinned out, and a wide swath of the starry sky showed overhead. Colina's heart rose steadily. The Indians could not possibly find the place where they had left the trail until daylight.
The decent ones are timid with women, and the bold ones are well rather beastly. I'm looking for a man who's brave and decent, too. If there's no such thing " She rose from the table. Colina's was a body designed to fill a riding-habit, and she wore one from morning till night. She was as tall as a man of middle height, and her tawny hair piled on top of her head made her seem taller.
"Cora took one of the remaining horses away and killed it, and brought back meat to the fire and we ate a little. I thought if we slept a little while we would be better able to start the raft. So Cora and I lay down while Nesis kept watch." Colina's voice was shaking. She paused to steady it. "I was careful to choose a place out in the open," she went on.
From farther back Colina's voice rang out: "How dare you! Do you expect us to believe you? Go back to your friends!" "They are not my men," Ambrose answered doggedly. "Wait!" cried still another voice. Ambrose recognized the smooth accents of Gordon Strange. "We can't afford to turn away any defenders. I say let him come in."
"We were in a grassy bottom beside the river. "The nearest cover was a poplar bluff about three hundred yards back. He he must have crawled down to that. I was awakened by a shot. They had got her!" Colina's clenched hands were pressed close together, her head was down. The quiet voice broke out a little wildly. "Ah! I have never, never ceased to blame myself! I should not have slept!
This was repeated several times Colina's voice ever growing more honeyed as the rose in her cheeks deepened. The inevitable happened she lost her temper and stamped her foot; whereupon Ginger, with lifted tail, ran around her like a circus horse. Colina, alternately cajoling and commanding, pursued him bootlessly. Fond as she was of exercise, she preferred having the horse use his legs.
To Colina's nostrils rose the delicate smell of the rich buffalo grass, which cures itself as it grows. The tired horses, excited by it, pawed the earth, and pulled at the lines. They halted, and Nesis turned her face up, fixing their position by the stars. She finally pointed to the southeast.
"He explained to Watusk how he could kill a whole army of the whites if he could lead them into the little valley beyond the Kakisa." A gasp of astonishment escaped the court. In almost every sentence of Colina's there was the material of a fresh sensation. Ambrose lifted his head, and a little color came back to his cheeks.
She was already dressed and engaged in arranging the table. John Gaviller's eyes gleamed approvingly at the sight of her in her finery. Black silk became Colina's blond beauty admirably. Manlike, he arrogated the extra preparations to himself. He thought it was a kind of peace offering from Colina. "Well!" he began jocularly, only to check himself at the sight of three places set at the table.
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