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Updated: May 8, 2025
It was an uncanny indication of anger, suggesting rather a beast than a human being. The captain was standing silent, with his arms folded. "Echochee," said the chief, "bring us that punt. We must see your Lady." "My Lady see no one." "I want that punt," he bellowed at her. "You got plenty punt; me go in house," she replied stoically.
They came slowly, talking in low tones. At the water's edge across from us they halted and Jess, pointing to the punt, said something whereupon the older man's face turned dark with anger. "Echochee!" he called. No answer; the door of Sylvia's dwelling remained closed. "Echochee," he called again, and his voice grated hatefully on my nerves, "bring that punt over here!"
"Quick; go to camp," Smilax was saying. "Me get Echochee and give 'em chase up coast. Be back soon; you wait there." He had taken to the water again and was making for the Indian woman, who I thought had started out to meet him. So I knew he would rescue her, as surely as he was six and a half feet of muscle and endurance. The camp had become thoroughly aroused by now, and lights were everywhere.
"For God's sake," I whispered but Smilax had turned back to us and was beside her. "Him friend," he said, hurriedly. "Only friend we got! Go with him quick! Me get Echochee!" While saying this he was pushing her up to me, at the same time holding out a bag, or kind of traveling case, that she had dropped. I seized it with one hand, and her arm with the other.
"You may be right," I said, with the utmost gravity, "but I did it only in justice to you. You were talking, true enough, but in your sleep; saying things that well, no gentleman could have remained awake, in the circumstances." "I didn't," she cried, darting me a look of uncertainty. "Echochee says I never do!"
For the first time she smiled, and held out her hands to me, saying: "That's good-medicine-talk, Jack. I like it even if it won't cure me. Say it again that you don't give a damn for him!" I would have said something in an entirely different way had not Echochee been moving about the next room, but I kneeled, leaning over her, keeping her hand and whispering: "He shan't dominate our lives!
But I'd had glimpses of his frightfully cruel nature. Then Echochee, who came to nurse me when I was little, always hated him, and I adored her so, of course, her influence counted. You really think she's coming through all right?" "Downright sure of it," I declared, in solemn earnest. After a few moments of silence, I asked gently: "Do you mind telling me more?"
They were whispering and chuckling. Then he with the iron hook began to swing it back and forth, finally letting it fly across the water into the punt, whereupon they chuckled again. Now they began to haul in the line at a lively rate, doubtless fearing that Echochee, aroused by the noise, would rush out and frustrate them.
It was also clear to me, at last inerrantly clear, that Doloria and the little princess were the same. "Whew!" Tommy gave a whistle. "I feel as woozy as an old warped mirror! Did France offer a reward for this stuff?" "Certainement! And you drew it out! it is yours, my boy!" "Like hell it is," he laughed. "I move it goes as prize money to Smilax, Echochee, and the crew!"
Creeping a little forward and listening, I felt that it was Smilax carrying Sylvia, and became certain of this when someone was deposited there who began cautiously to climb the bank. Smilax, evidently, had turned back for Echochee. But along this section of the mainland the bank was steep, and the climber came with difficulty once slipping and making what I thought to be an awful racket.
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