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"Oh, thank you, Jack but it isn't necessary," chirped Evadna, and left him with the smile which he had come to regard with vague suspicion of what it might hide of her real feelings.
He reached out, caught Evadna by the hand, pulled her close to him, and smiled upon her in a way to make her catch her breath in a most unaccountable manner. But he did not say anything to her; he was a young man unused to dalliance when there were serious things at hand. "I'm going down there and see what they're up to," he told Phoebe, giving Evadna's hand a squeeze and letting it go.
She stopped, because Evadna, without a shadow of doubt, was looking bored. Miss Georgie regarded her with the frown she used when she was applying her mental measuring-stick. She began to suspect that Evadna was, after all, an extremely self-centered little person; she was sorry for the suspicion, and she was also conscious of a certain disappointment which was not altogether for herself.
"I'm going now, if you're ready," he told her shortly, and reached for his hat. Evadna rocked a moment longer, making him wait for her reply. She glanced at Miss Georgie still busy at the telegraph table, gave a little sigh of resignation, and rose with evident reluctance. "Oh if you're really going," she drawled, and followed him outside.
And you'd be in jail this minute," she added, with virtuous solemnity. "But you're not killed, and I'm not in jail." "And I haven't told a living soul about it not even Aunt Phoebe," Evadna remarked, still painfully virtuous. "If I had " "She'd have wondered, maybe, what you were doing away down there in the middle of the night," Good Indian finished.
He saddled Keno, and rode away in that silent preoccupation which the boys called the sulks for want of a better understanding of it. As a matter of fact, he was trying to put Evadna out of his mind for the present, so that he could think clearly of what he ought to do.
There was nothing more than a quiver of his nostrils to betray him as he moved over beside Evadna for the pure pleasure of being near her, one would think; in reality, while the pleasure was there, that he might see both Baumberger's face and Stanley's without turning more than his eyes. "All there is to it," Stanley began blustering, "you see before yuh.
He scratched a match upon the nearest post, and afterward leaned there and smoked, and stared out over the pond and up at the bluff glowing yellow in the sunlight. His face was set and expressionless except that it was stoically calm, and there was a glitter deep down in his eyes. Evadna was right, to a certain extent the Indian in him held him quiet.
"And that sure would have been interesting," she added musingly. "Don't let me interrupt you," Evadna began primly. "I only came for a money order Aunt Phoebe's sending for " "Never mind what you came for," Miss Georgie cut in decisively, and laughed. "The express agent is out. You can't get your order till we've had a good talk and got each other tagged mentally only I've tagged you long ago."
She looked at Evadna clinging to his arm, her eyes wide and startlingly blue and horrified at all she had heard. She laughed then did Hagar and waddled after the others, her whole body seeming to radiate contentment with the evil she had wrought. "There's nothing on earth can equal the malice of an old squaw," said Phoebe, breaking into the silence which followed.
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