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He had but to sit there and show his sympathy with her excitement over those books. He could not help but remember where he had first heard her name, seen the depressed woman who was her mother. And the bent old hunter who was her father. It was useless for him to try to explain her. Just that morning, too, he had left Nelia Crele's husband in an alcoholic stupor a man almost incredibly stupid!
"Crele's a good feller. Sent word down to have us take cyar of her, an' Prebol, the fool, didn't know 'er, hadn't heard. Look what she give him, bang in the shoulder! That old Prophet'll take cyar of him, course. See how hit works out. She shined up to Terabon, all right." "I 'low I better talk to him," Despard suggested. "Terabon's a good sport.
One of the fruits of the matter was when Nelia Crele's pretty face attracted his attention. She lived in a shack up the Bottoms near St. Genevieve, and he tried to flirt with her, but she wouldn't flirt. In some surprise, startled by his rebuff, he withdrew from the scene with a memory that would not forget.
"So do I. Those books," he waved his hand toward the loaded shelves, "she gave them all to me for my mission boat!" Terabon stared. He went to the shelves and looked at the volumes. No. 87 A jealous pang seized him, in spite of his reportorial knowledge that jealousy is vanity for a literary person. "I 'low we mout 's well drop out," Rasba suggested. "Missy Crele's down below some'rs.
"I thought perhaps you'd like to know that he's getting along all right." "I bet he learnt his lesson," Despard grimaced. "What? I don't just understand." "About bein' impudent to a lady that can shoot straight!" A flicker moved the woman's countenance, and she smiled, oddly. "Oh, any one is likely to make mistakes!" "Darn fools is, Miss Crele. And you Old Crele's girl! He might of knowed!"
What's his game? Coming up here and talking to us? Asking us all about the river and things writin' it for the newspapers?" "That woman's this Carline's wife!" Jet sneered. "Sure! An' here's Terabon an' here's Carline. Terabon don't talk none about that woman nor about Carline," Dock grumbled. "I bet Terabon would be sorry none if Carline hyar dropped out. Y' know she's Old Crele's gal," Jet said.
On the other hand, with uncanny certainty, those most eager to meet are kept apart and thrown to the ends of the world. Parson Rasba saw Nelia Crele's boat drift out into the current and drop down the Chute of Wolf Island, and impelled by solitude and imagination he followed her.
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