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Updated: September 12, 2025
"That ought to explain some things to the Captain," said Lounsbury, in a low voice. "Yes. And it will satisfy the K. O., I'm pretty sure. An officer's not to be blamed so much for things going wrong when the traitor's practically within the lines. The K. O. himself could have had that fire." "Well, Dallas." Lounsbury was cheery again. "You and Marylyn own the Bend, sure enough."
"I'd hate to describe you this minute, your face beaming through all that lint." "Save yourself the trouble, here, before my future wife." Fraser turned to Marylyn. "Phew! But we're important! Listen to him!" "Dallas wants to get back to the shack. Can a' ordinary, everyday trooper look after the finest two-year-old and the finest team in Dakota? Not by a long shot!
Sharpe, burning and shivering in her sewing-chair, dreamily caught through the open door, and dreamily repeated to herself, a dozen words of compassionate Irish brogue: "Folks as laves folks cryin' to home and goes sailin' round with other women " Then the wind latched the door. The Doctor and Miss Dallas drew in their oars, and floated softly.
The emotions that rendered this kindly soul so unlike itself could only be the one powerful couple, love and jealousy; and while gazing intently at her face, which in this moment seemed to him as beautiful as Dallas Athene armed for battle, he listened breathlessly as she continued: "Already the murderous spider had half entangled you in her net.
The Doctor sat fanning himself with his hat in one of the garden chairs; Miss Dallas occupied the other; she was chatting, and twisting her golden wools about her fingers, it was noticeable that she used only golden wools that morning; her dress was pale blue, and the effect of the purples would not have been good.
Dallas qualified her consent by the securing of her husband's approval, though she said she felt sure he would not withhold it. He was out at the time, but before the visitors left he came in. He was called and introduced and the request put to him by Jannish, in his most elaborate and supplicatory style.
"Florence, see what is in those band-boxes, and get us each a bonnet, while I hunt for a shawl or coat, or something." After much tumbling up of clothing, she found what she wanted, and they had taken off their frocks when they heard Mrs. Dallas calling, "Children, where are you?" Both were silent for a moment, and stood with quickly beating hearts.
She took the other. Thus they proceeded. Marylyn was almost a dead weight. When the channel was clogged with rocks, she could not put one jaded foot before the other, and was fairly dragged. On clear sandy stretches she did better. Complete collapse was near, however; her head was swinging upon her breast; she prattled brokenly. Finally Dallas stopped.
Vivian apologised, promised, protested, and finally sat down "TO READ." He had laid the foundations of accurate classical knowledge under the tuition of the learned Dallas; and twelve hours a day and self-banishment from society overcame, in twelve months, the ill effects of his imperfect education. The result of this extraordinary exertion may be conceived.
Finally, satisfied with its size, he unpinned the shoulder blanket, freed his feet, and crawled through. And now Dallas looked round, fastening her eyes upon the dark hole beyond the hearth. Beside it, the lantern burned with a sickly flame. "It's murder! It's murder! It's murder!" she breathed. Marylyn tossed, moaning. Dallas ran to her. There she stayed, eyes and ears buried in the bed-clothes.
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