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As he reset the trap, a big crow dropped from branch to branch on a sycamore above him, and his back scarcely was turned before it alighted on the ice, and ravenously picked at three drops of blood purpling there. Away down the ice-sheeted river led Dannie's trail, showing plainly across the snow blanket. The wind raved through the trees, and around the curves of the river.
After breakfast they piled their implements on a mudboat, which Dannie drove, while Jimmy rode one of his team, and led the other, and opened the gates. They began on Dannie's field, because it was closest, and for the next two weeks, unless it were too rainy to work, they plowed, harrowed, lined off, and planted the seed.
We've been friends all our lives. Ye have had much experience with men, and it ought to count fra something. From all ye know, and what I've told ye, could his trouble be cured as the doctor suggests?" The priest did a queer thing. "You know him as no living man, Dannie," he said. "What do you think?" Dannie's big hands slowly opened and closed.
I should think a week more, especially if there should come a guid rain." Jimmy looked disappointed. His last trip to town had ended in a sodden week in the barn, and at Dannie's cabin. For the first time he had carried whiskey home with him. He had insisted on Dannie drinking with him, and wanted to fight when he would not.
"Why can't you lave me, if Jimmy can? I'm not afraid. The snow and the cold will furnish me protiction to-night. There'll be no one to fear. Why should you do Jimmy's work, and miss the sport, to guard the thing he holds so lightly?" The red flushed Dannie's cheeks. Mary never before had spoken like that. He had to say something for Jimmy quickly, and quickness was not his forte.
Now you'll have to jump into the river and land a fish by hand if ye hook it." "That's true!" cried Mary. "Here's one in a picture." She had snatched the book from Jimmy. He snatched it back. "Be careful, you'll tear that!" he cried. "I was just going to say that I would get some fine wire or mosquito bar and make one." Dannie's fingers were itching to take the rod, if only for an instant.
Then he left the bedroom and she could hear him crossing to the back window of the next room. Then came a smothered laugh and he softly called her. She went to him. Dannie's figure stood out clear and strong in the moonlight, in his wood-yard. His black outline looked unusually powerful in the silvery whiteness surrounding it.
After supper Dannie went to the barn for the shovel to dig worms for bait, and noticed that Jimmy's rubber waders hanging on the wall were covered almost to the top with fresh mud and water stains, and Dannie's wonder grew. Early the next morning they started for the river. As usual Jimmy led the way. He proudly carried his new rod.
"A lie!" panted Jimmy. "Then WHY did ye tell it?" And Dannie's fingers threatened to renew their grip. "I thought if I could make you strike back," gasped Jimmy, "my hittin' you wouldn't same so bad." Then Dannie's hands relaxed. "Oh, Jimmy! Jimmy!" he cried. "Was there ever any other mon like ye?" Then he remembered the cause of their trouble.
Dannie's face grew whiter and whiter, as the blood receded, and his big hands gripped at his sides. "Aye, but ye canna!" he cried desperately. "Ye canna!" "I can," said the priest. "Listen to me! Did Jimmy get anything at all said to you?" "He said, 'Mary, then he choked on the next word, then he gasped out 'yours, and it was over." "Have you any idea what he was trying to tell you?"
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