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I don't know what sorrow or what joy my decision may bring me but John, I want you to let Kut-le live that I may marry him!" DeWitt's arm dropped as if dead. "Rhoda," he repeated, agonizedly, "you don't know what you are saying!" "Don't I?" asked Rhoda steadily. "Have I fought my fight without coming to know the risk? Don't I know what atavism means, and race alienation, and hunger for my own?
The Mexicans had located at a spot called DeWitt's mound; while the Texans occupied a position farther down the valley and close to the river. As soon as it began to grow light, the four-pounder was placed in position, and the rough but rugged little army was drawn up in battle array. Only here and there was there a man in uniform, and the weapons were of all sorts and sizes.
The cañon was still in darkness when Jack shook him into wakefulness but the mountain peak above was a glorious silver. Camp was broken quickly and in a short time Billy was leading the way up the wretched trail. DeWitt's four hours of sleep had helped him.
"No white that's a man can stand for what he's done. He's bound to be hunted down, you know. If we don't, others will!" Rhoda turned impatiently to DeWitt. "John, after all our talk, you must understand! You know what good Kut-le has done me and how big it was of him to let me go. Make them promise to let him alone!" But there was no answering look of understanding in DeWitt's worn face.
Oh, I hope neither of them will get killed!" "I hope They have all promised to let me deal with Kut-le!" said DeWitt grimly, pausing to listen intently. But no sound came across the burning sands. Rhoda started at DeWitt's words. Suddenly her early sense of the appalling nature of her experience returned to her. She looked with new eyes at DeWitt's face.
"It's out of the question for Miss Tuttle to attempt such a trip, thank you." But to her own as well as DeWitt's astonishment Rhoda spoke protestingly. "You must let me refuse my own invitations, John. Perhaps the ditch would interest me." DeWitt replied hastily, "Good gracious, Rhoda! If anything will interest you, don't let me interfere."
Rhoda looked wistfully from the shade of the pueblo out over the desert. She had become very, very tired of this endless fleeing. "I wish the Newman ranch was just over beyond," she said. "John, what will you do if Kut-le comes on us here?" DeWitt's forehead burned a painful red. "I have a shot left in my revolver," he said.
A pair of jack-rabbits loped up the trail, sniffed the air tentatively, then with forelegs in the water drank greedily. DeWitt's right arm stiffened, there were two puffs of smoke and the two kicking rabbits rolled into the spring. "I'm beginning to have a little self-respect as the man of the party," said DeWitt, as he blew the smoke from his Colt.
Mention of it reached Riversley from various quarters, from Lady Maria Higginson, from Captain Bulsted and his wife, and from Sir Roderick Ilchester, who said to me, with fine accentuation, 'I have met your father. Sir Roderick, an Englishman reputed of good breeding, informed the son that he had actually met the father in lofty society, at Viscountess Sedley's, at Lady Dolchester's, at Bramham DeWitt's, and heard of him as a frequenter of the Prussian and Austrian Embassy entertainments; and also that he was admitted to the exclusive dinner-parties of the Countess de Strode, 'which are, he observed, in the moderated tone of an astonishment devoting itself to propagation, 'the cream of society. Indubitably, then, my father was an impostor: more Society proved it.
"Nobody can roast a rabbit to suit me but myself," and in spite of DeWitt's protests she spitted the rabbits and would not let him tend the fire which she said was too fine an art for his untrained hands. In a short time the rich odor of roasting flesh rose on the air and John watched the pretty cook with admiration mingled with perplexity. Rhoda insisting on cooking a meal!
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