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"If you please, Captain Rogers," said Warville Dunwody, "I think it will not be necessary to restrain this lady in any way. By this time she knows it will be better not to make any attempt to escape." Jeanne, the maid, was first to see the distress in the face of her mistress. "Infame! Infame!" she cried, flying at them, her hands clenched, her foot stamping.
Dunwody swept a stack of money toward the center of the table. "A thousand dollars against one look from her eye!" "My dear sir," rejoined the other calmly, "you are raised to the extent of two glances one from each eye." "Another thousand for the touch of her glove." "I come back. You shall have a pair." "A thousand more to hear the sound of her step another thousand for one smile!"
"There is room for me in the coach. I am going along." "You what in the world do you mean? You'll do nothing of the sort!" rejoined Dunwody. "It's going to be no place for women, up there. It's a fight, this time!" "Perhaps not for Jeanne or Hector's mother, or for many women; but for me it is the very place where I belong! I made that trouble yonder.
Some of them had been asleep, leaning back in their chairs against the wall. The confusion of their approach now aroused all the house. There appeared also the tall form of Dunwody himself, leaning on a rifle barrel for a crutch. All these paused in the hall or on the gallery, close to the great door.
As to you, you will have to turn back. You will take your boat down-stream, if you please." "It's not as I please," rejoined the other. "You order us back from our journey at your own peril." "Why argue the matter?" said Dunwody dully. "It would do no good. We're as much in earnest as you are about it, and we have beaten you.
Her soul was filled with an instinctive, unformulated dread. As to Dunwody himself, ruthless and arrogant as was his nature, he bore no trace of imperiousness now. The silent lips and high color of the face before him he did not interpret to mean terror, but contempt. In the fortunes of chance he had won her. In the game of war she was his prisoner.
At one of these Dunwody knocked, and the frightened tenant, at first almost speechless at the sight of so many armed men, stammeringly informed him that the steamer had passed late that evening and was, in his belief, tied up at a little towhead island not more than half a mile up-stream. "What boats have you got here?" demanded Dunwody. "No boat at all, Monsieur," rejoined the habitant.
I can stand it. But you you ought to have ease, luxury, all your life. Now look what you have done!" There came a sudden knock at the door, and without much pause. Hector entered, somewhat excited. "Monsieur, Madame!" he exclaimed. "One comes!" "Who is it?" demanded Dunwody, frowning. "Mon pere! He is come but now from Tallwoods, Monsieur." "What is wrong out there? Tell him to come in." "I go."
At first the cards ran rather severely against the judge, and rather in favor of the historian, who played "the said poker" with such thoroughness that presently there appeared before him a ragged pile of currency and coin. Dunwody and Carlisle were losers, but finally Dunwody began to edge in upon the accumulated winnings of his neighbor on the right. An hour passed, two hours, more.
And has not the conqueror always ruled? Have not the spolia opima, the rarest prizes, always been his?" Carlisle only sat silent, looking at him, pale now, and rigid. He still made no comment. "So now I say," went on Dunwody, "here is that same situation, twice in one lifetime! It's ominous, for somebody. There is trouble in the air, for some or all of us.
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