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"Never seen such a maniac for puttin' things where a feller can't find 'em, as what Luck is." He was not actually speak ing to Annie-Many-Ponies or if he was he did not choose to point his remarks by glancing at her. "Wagalexa Conka, he heap careful for things belong when they stay," Annie-Many-Ponies observed in her musical contralto voice which always irritated Applehead with its very melody.
The priest could pray away the ache that was in her heart; and then, with her heart light as air, she would be married with Ramon. It was long since she had confessed not since the priest came to the agency when she was there, before she ran away to work in pictures for Wagalexa Conka. Before her the glow deepened and darkened.
Luck says she carries a knife." "What if she does? She ought to carry a few bird-shot, too. She's got nothing to mourn about nobody's died, has there? "Hiu-hiu-hia-a-a,ah! Hia-a-a-a-ah!" wailed Annie-Many-Ponies in her tent, because she would never again look upon the face of Wagalexa Conka or if she did it would be to see his anger blaze and burn her heart to ashes.
I stand here, you smoke two times, I look." "You mus' be moonbeam," he told her, reaching out again, only to lay hold upon nothing. "Come back, sweetheart. I be good." "I not like you touch," she repeated. "I good girl. I mind priest, I read prayers, I mind Wagalexa Conka " There she faltered, for the last boast was no longer the truth.
For ten minutes she stood there on the top and stared away to the southeast, whence she had come to keep her promise to Ramon. Never, it seemed to her, had a girl been so alone. In all the world there could not be a soul so bitter. Liar thief betrayer of women and she had left the clean, steadfast friendship of her brother Wagalexa Conka for such human vermin as Ramon Chavez!
Wagalexa Conka bad not been within three miles of that place, as Annie-Many-Ponies knew well. How then did he know? For he must have followed, since Ramon dared not come to the place he had named for their meeting. Dawn came while they were still following the little, brush-choked ravine with its faint pathway up the middle of it, made by cattle or sheep or goats, perhaps all three.
They did not count her worthy of a place in their company, they did not miss her voice and her smile. "Hid out," Wagalexa Conka had said. Well, she would hide out, then she, the daughter of a chief of the Sioux; she, whom Wagalexa Conka had been glad to have in his picture when he was poor and had no money to pay white leading women.
But when Wagalexa Conka sorry for the harshness he had felt it his duty to show that morning smiled and told her she had done fine, and that he was pleased with her, Annie-Many-Ponies did not smile back with that slow, sweet, heart-twisting smile which was at once her sharpest weapon and her most endearing trait.
I make big punch for you. Pete turn camera." "You've got more nerve than I have, Annie," Jean told her good-naturedly as she went by. "I'd hate to run a horse down there bareback." "I go where Wagalexa Conka say." From the corner of her eye she saw the quick frown of jealousy upon the face of Ramon, and her pulse gave an extra beat of triumph.
She did not know how she would manage to escape the keen eyes of Wagalexa Conka and to steal away from the ranch, especially if she had to work in the picture that day. But Luck unconsciously opened wide the trail for her.
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