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Two, indeed, of Blake's horses were crippled, and it was high time to be going. Mechanically he took the pouch and tied it to his waist belt. "Thank God no man is hurt!" he said. "But now back to Frayne! Watch those ridges and be ready if a feather shows, and spread out a little Don't ride in a bunch." But there was bigger game miles to the west, demanding all the attention of the gathered Sioux.
That relief came none too soon. Blake and his fellows had been brought to a stand; but now the Sioux sped away out of range; the crippled party limped slowly back to the shelter of Frayne, reaching the post long hours after their spirited start, only to find the women and children, at least, in an agony of dread and excitement, and even Dade and his devoted men looking grave and disturbed.
If Jean Prevost were proud of anything it was of his acquaintance with Barraclough and the knowledge he esteemed himself to possess of the English tongue. "Fizz me off a message on the wireless, there's a good soul." "Hah!" "Gerard, Regent Street, W. Deliver immediately single dog rose to Lord Almont Frayne, Park Lane Mansions." Jean Prevost nodded and repeated the message verbatim. "That's it.
Half-mad with despair and misery, one thought constantly returned with terrible persistence to Richard Frayne as he tramped up and down his prison for so it now seemed, though neither locks nor bars stayed his way to freedom.
"Would you mind telling Mrs Frayne that he is quite sensible now?" "What! Mark Frayne?" cried Sinjohn. "Yes; all right." The two young men turned and went together to deliver the news. "Then he is really getting well," said Andrews, in a whisper. "Why, Sin, if he does, he'll be Sir Mark Frayne!" "Not while his father lives," said the other. "But only think! poor old Dick buried to-day!
But Mark Frayne was not heard of again for years, when someone brought news of having seen him far up the country in Queensland; but it might only have been a rumour, after all.
Old traders like Folsom heard and heeded, and Folsom himself hastened to Fort Frayne the very week that Burleigh and his escort left for Warrior Gap. Visiting at the ranch of his son in a beautiful nook behind the Medicine Bow Mountains, the veteran trader heard tidings from an Indian brave that filled him with apprehension, and he hurried to the fort.
Dade, in all apparent frankness and sincerity, the trader's wife began her tale. Everyone at Frayne well knew that her anxiety as to the outcome of the battle on the Elk had well nigh equalled that of the wives and sweethearts within the garrison.
Stone pondered over it not a little before they got to Reno on the back track, and there it was that Burleigh had demanded to be sent right on to Frayne, despite fatigue, for something had come to him in this mail that filled him with dismay, as the major commanding told them a dozen times over. Moreover, Mr.
"I rather incline to the belief that Ptolemy told the truth in the first place," she continued, and then looked disappointed because I did not contradict her. I decided not to reveal, for the present anyway, what I knew of Miss Frayne, of whom I had often heard Rob speak. "She can't be going to stay long," said Silvia hopefully. "She didn't bring a trunk." "She doesn't need one," replied Beth.
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