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Gledware, stripped of all his possessions, slinking as a beggar from door to door, no roof, no bed, but sky and earth that is what Red Feather had meant. He had believed Gledware glad of the respite. That he should accept the alternative seemed reasonable. There was a choice only between death and poverty and Gledware wished to live so desperately so basely!
The chief cared little for life; still, he would unhesitatingly have preferred the most meager existence to a knife in his heart; how much more, then, this craven white man. But the plan had failed because Gledware did not believe death was the other alternative. Never in the remotest way had it occurred to the avenger that Gledware could be spared should he prove false to his oath.
Gledware deserted Red Flower, or rather after her death, Red Feather carried that pin about him; Mr. Gledware knew he'd never give it up alive. He was always afraid the Indian would find him and at last he did find him. But Red Kimball got the pin could that mean anything except that Kimball discovered the Indian's hiding-place and killed him?
Gledware may be a witness for him, that I can't think about anything but the danger at the cove. I feel that I ought to be there, to lend a hand; what will you do without me, if that horrible highwayman comes slipping around Turtle Hill, or creeps down the north mountain in the dead of night? And I would be on my way there, now, if I didn't hope to find out more about their plans.
And Gledware, with eyes only for Annabel, finding nothing beyond her but a long gray coat, a big straw hat and two rowing arms did not suspect the truth! In a flash, Willock comprehended all. The Indian had dropped the pin in Kimball's path, and Kimball, finding it, had carried it to Gledware as if Red Feather were dead.
In the meantime, the Indians didn't know what had become of him, and Red Feather's daughter died from shame over her desertion just pined away and hid herself from her people till she was starved to death. That's why Red Feather meant to kill Mr. Gledware. "When he had finished, Red Feather bent over Mr. Gledware and said to him, 'Me speak all true? Tell Lahoma me speak all true?
Gledware, can make him testify in such a way as to ruin my poor Brick. If Brick knew this, he'd understand how important it is to flee for his life and never, never let himself be taken. But he thinks nobody could get the better of Red Feather. You see, if he just dreamed what has happened, he'd KNOW Mr. Gledware can convict him."
I know his life is as secure as mine, if he is true to his promise. But if he breaks it well, we know Red Feather! Do you think Mr. Gledware will keep his word? Or will he wait to see whether or not Red Kimball rids him of the Indian? I believe he'll be afraid to wait. But as soon as he's calm, it will be like death for him to give up all he owns. That will mean giving up Annabel, too.
Sellimer's illness, but was to take place immediately so said the last letter before the arrival of the news that changed the course of events at the cove. As yet, Lahoma had not met Mr. Gledware, but the fame of his riches and his luxurious home had both increased her curiosity to see him, and her conviction that Mr. Edgerton Compton stood no chance with Annabel.
And I can write my own name, and yours too, I reckon. Lahoma Gledware yes, I'm toler'ble well versed on a capital 'G' you just make a gap with a flying tail to it." "My name NOT Lahoma Gledware," she interposed in some severity. "My name, Lahoma Willock. Beautiful name lovely, like flower Willock; call me Lahoma Willock like song of little stream. Gledware, hard rough."
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