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Gledware escaped, married Red Feather's daughter and lived with the Indians; he'd married immediately, to save his life, and the tribe suspected he meant to leave Indian Territory at the first chance. Mr. Gledware, great coward, was terrified night and day lest the suspicions of the Indians might finally cost him his life.
He had selected for himself, and for Gledware, ponies that had often been run against each other, and which no others of all Red Kimball's corral could surpass in speed. Gledware and the child were on the pony that Kimball had once staked against the swiftest animal the Indians could produce and Willock rode the pride of the Indian band, which had almost won the prize.
They no longer glared with the blood-lust of a wild beast, but showed gloomy and perplexed; the words spoken concerning himself had sunk deep. The boatman sat with his back to Gledware and Annabel. He wore a long dingy coat of light gray and a huge battered straw hat, whose wide brim hid his hair and almost eclipsed his face.
"It hasn't been an hour since I came back to my room. When Red Feather slipped away, the only thing I asked Mr. Gledware was my mother's maiden name, and the place where her people lived. I'm going to leave here in the morning.
I am called 'Red Kimball, and my brother yonder, he is knowed as 'Kansas Kimball. What else is knowed of us is this: that we wasn't never wont to turn loose a spy when once ketched. Here is a man who says he is Henry Gledware though God knows if that's so; he comes galloping up to the door just as we are in the midst of a game.
They sat down on the rustic bench, their voices distinctly audible in all parts of the small building. "Her closest living relative," Gledware said, "is a great-aunt, living in Boston.
Only he wasn't rich; why, he didn't have nothing on earth except a little yes, except a little." "Then he can't be the owner of a big estate," remarked Wilfred, with relief. "I don't know that. Folks goes into the Territory, and somehow they contrives to come out loaded down. But I hope to the Almighty it's a different Gledware!" "Lahoma can hold her own," Bill remarked confidently.
As soon as Wilfred had finished the letter, not without a wry smile over the query concerning himself, Bill Atkins exclaimed: "THEN! Ho! And so she's no more kin to you, Brick, than to me; and her name's no more Willock than Atkins and being but a stepdaughter to old Sneak, neither is it Gledware. Yet you have everlastingly had your own say about Lahoma, from claiming to be a cousin!
Gledware got to be important in the tribe; he made himself one of them, and they thought him greater than their own chief. At the end of a few years, there was the great agitation over the boomers coming to the Oklahoma country, and much talk of the land being thrown open. The Indians didn't want it done, and they joined together to send some one to Washington to address congress on the subject.
Gledware seems to be in terror about Red Feather, and if Kimball gets him rid of the Indian, I'm not sure that Mr. Gledware would tell the whole truth. It might be the word of those two against yours. It's certain that if they tried you and failed to convict, Kimball would try a knife or a gun as the next best way of getting even.
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