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The first went by my head; the second caught me along the ribs, but not to great hurt. Still, I fell from the shock, and lost some blood. It was Gawdor; he thought he had killed me. "When I come to myself I bound up the little furrow in the flesh, and start away. I know that Gawdor would follow Gordineer. I follow him, knowing the way he must take. I have never forget the next night.
It is only in plays where gentlemen freely discuss family affairs before a curious public. Pretty Pierre was busy with a decoction. Jo Gordineer was his associate. Shon had drawn back, and was apparently examining the indentations on his gold-pan. "Shon, old fellow, come here," said Sir Duke Lawless. But Shon had received a shock. "It's little I knew Sir Duke Lawless " he said.
He would have killed him from behind; but it was known in the camp that he was no friend of Gordineer, and it was not safe." Again Pourcette was silent. Lawless put on his knee a new pipe, filled with tobacco. The little man took it, lighted it, and smoked on in silence for a time undisturbed.
Gordineer's hand was steady; his nerve was all right. I have seen him stand still till a grizzly come within twice the length of his gun. Then he would twist his mouth, and fire into the mortal spot. Once we were out in the Wide Wing pass. We had never had such a day. Gordineer make grand shots, better than my own; and men have said I can shoot like the devil ha! ha!"
He would have killed him from behind; but it was known in the camp that he was no friend of Gordineer, and it was not safe." Again Pourcette was silent. Lawless put on his knee a new pipe, filled with tobacco. The little man took it, lighted it, and smoked on in silence for a time undisturbed.
"Sing us 'Avec les Braves Sauvages, Pierre," said Jo Gordineer. But Pierre waved his fingers towards Shon: "Shon, his song he did not finish on the glacier. It is good we hear all. 'Hein?" And so Shon sang: "Oh it's down the long side of Farcalladen Rise." The sleeper on the pine branches stirred nervously, as if the song were coming through a dream to him.
"I'll do it now a yarn as long as the lies of the Government; and proud of the chance." We've a long tramp over the glacier to-morrow, and we must start at sunrise." The Honourable was in command of the party, though Jo Gordineer was the guide, and all were, for the moment, miners, making for the little Goshen Field over in Pipi Valley. At least Pretty Pierre said he was a miner.
Wan by wan the lads are off." Pourcette, without any warning, began speaking, but in a very quiet tone at first, as if unconscious of the others: "Poor Jo Gordineer! Yes, he is gone. He was my friend so tall, and such a hunter! We were at the Ding Dong goldfields together.
We built this house high up, as you see, first, because it is good to live high it puts life in the blood; and, as Gordineer said, it is noble to look far over the world, every time your house-door is open, or the parchment is down from the window. We killed wapiti and caribou without number, and cached them for our food.
"It's an ugly sight," said Shon, pointing to the jacket. They both looked at Pourcette, expecting him to speak. The old man reached to the coat, and, turning it so that the cut and the blood were hid, ran his hand down it caressingly. "Ah, poor Jo! poor Jo Gordineer!" he said; then he came over once more to the fire, sat down, and held out his hands to the fire, shaking his head.
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