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Once more Chester climbed to Hal's shoulder while the latter braced himself against one wall of the pit. He took a firm hold on the edge above and drew himself up with little difficulty. He was about to reach down and lend Hal a hand when he happened to look toward the east. "Good night!" he exclaimed and disappeared into the pit in a hurry.
"Wal, young man, when you've travelled over these plains as many years as I hev, maybe you'll know more about Injuns than you do now, and maybe you won't," rejoined Jerry, in a tone of contempt, as he slowly moved away in the direction of the herd. Asking Jerry to make sure that the animals were properly secured, I threw myself down on Hal's blanket, and gazed into the fire.
About a week after this some of Hal's corn ears were large enough to pick and very delicious they were boiled, and eaten from the cob with salt and butter on. Mother Blake also cooked some of the lima beans Mab had planted when she made her garden, and the corn and beans, cooked together, made a dish called "succotash," which name the Indians gave it many years ago.
I found by carefully watching Ned, that the terrible uncertainty regarding Hal's fate was preying upon his mind to such an extent, that I must do something to rouse him from the apathy into which he had fallen, and for this purpose proposed a visit to the celebrated Stephenson silver mine, in the Organos Mountains, only a few miles distant from the post.
He was about to take the receiver from his ear, however, when another voice caught his attention He held up a hand, which told Chester that something of importance was going on. "All right, general," said a voice in the German trenches, which was carried plainly to Hal's ear by the Dictaphone. "Stay!" came another voice.
"What do you want?" It was a ticklish moment, for Pete Hanun was at Hal's heels, and it would have needed no more than a nod from the Judge to cause him to collar Hal. But the Judge, taken by surprise, permitted himself to parley with the young miner; and the detective hesitated, and finally fell back a step or two. Hal repeated his appeal.
I looked him the grateful recognition my heart felt, and I crowded back the tears that were ready to fall, and when we drove home, our little lady chatting all the way, I was happier than before I went. Monday morning came and with it Hal's departure. We were up betimes.
When Hal first saw her old friend she was almost too shocked for words at the swift change in her. Lorraine tried hard to smile cheerfully, but she could not hide any longer from herself how seriously ill she had grown, and she felt it useless to try and hide it from Hal. Jean had not told her of the letter, and she knew nothing of Hal's coming until she was actually in the house.
Having heard such things all his life, Hal's first impulse was of distrust. He felt like the one-legged old switchman who had given him a place to sleep, after his beating at Pine Creek, and who had said, "Don't you talk no union business to me!" Seeing Hal's emotion, the organiser gave an uneasy laugh. "While you're hoping I'm not a 'dick, I trust you understand I'm hoping you're not one."
The moon had come out, lighting up the outside and accentuating the darkness in the old shack. "Well, here we are," said Chester. "Now we'll keep quiet, so as not to tell the enemy where we are." For perhaps an hour they sat in silence; and then Hal's quick ears detected the sound of approaching horses. "Listen!" he whispered.
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