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"There is no Indian in the camp but Kateegoose," rejoined the other, quickly; "surely you don't think that a man of your own tribe would try to kill you?" "I know not. Kateegoose hates me. No other man in the camp hates me." "It is strange unaccountable," returned Dechamp. "If the Indian did it, he shall forfeit his horse and leave the camp.
"No it's that that bothers me. If I had seen him do it I would have gone straight and told Dechamp, but I didn't quite see him, you see. I was in Lamartine's cart at the time, rummagin' about for a piece o' wood to make this very bow, an' the moment I heard the shot I peeped out, an' saw nothing!" "That wasn't much," remarked Little Bill, innocently.
"Well, if you will loan him to me in the spring, I will pay for him when I come back. It takes all I have to fit me out to start, you see." Dechamp did not quite see his way to that but there was plenty of time to think over it! "Have you heard," said Dechamp, willing to change the subject, "there is some talk that Perrin has been killed?
About sixty or a hundred miles from the Settlement, the party, under command of Antoine Dechamp, found the buffalo, and preparations were at once made to attack them. It was dusk, however, when the herds were discovered, so that the hunt had to be postponed to the following day. A small clump of bushes afforded wood enough for camp-fires. The carts were ranged in a circle with the trains outward.
I'm not willin' to believe Okematan a traitor; but what you have seen is enough to make me put the camp in defence instead of startin' out to hunt " At that moment the sharp click of a gun was heard as a neighbouring sentry put his piece on full cock. Dechamp and Fergus hastened towards him. "Have a care, Andre; don't be too quick with your gun," said the former. "I see only one man coming.
"It looks bad, I confess," answered Dechamp, as they paced to and fro in a retired part of the camp; "but you must remember that your two eyes are not your two ears, and that you heard nothing that you could understand." "Fery true, Dechamp. But the language of the eye is sometimes as clear and understandable as the language of the ear.
La Certe was still standing in a state of hesitancy, troubled by a strong desire to help his friend, and a stronger desire to spare himself, when he was thrown somewhat off his wonted balance by the sudden reappearance of Dechamp, leading, or rather supporting, a man.
He stopped, for Dechamp, observing a large key hanging on the wall, had seized it and rushed out of the hut without waiting for a lantern. "Strange, how easy some men get into a fuss!" remarked La Certe to his surprised, but quiet, spouse as he lighted a large tin lantern, and went to the door.
Dechamp, of course, was first to come upon his encampment, and the instant he entered it he observed the open space giving a view of the plain beyond. He also saw the wolf sitting on his haunches about two hundred yards off. Quick as the lightning flash his gun flew to his shoulder. Dechamp was a first-rate shot. He fired, and, as we have seen, the wolf stretched himself in death upon the plain.
I can distinguish every bush for miles around." "There is no fear o' Red-skins. No, I am not troubled about them. It is matters concerning yourself that trouble me." "How's that? What do you mean, Antoine?" "Is your brother-in-law-to-be, Duncan McKay, coming to join us this spring?" asked Dechamp. "I believe he is after he has helped his father a bit longer wi' the farm. Why do you ask?"
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