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A step behind him was Hauck, and there was no longer in his face an effort to conceal his murderous intentions. Close behind Hauck there gathered quickly his white-faced whisky-mongers like a pack of wolves waiting for a lead-cry. David expected that cry to come from Brokaw. The Girl expected it, and she clung to David's shoulders, her bloodless face turned to the danger.
It blazed there in his eyes, grown watery again. Quickly David turned out more liquor, and thrust one of the cups into Brokaw's hand. The giant drank. His body sank into piggish laxness. For a moment the danger was past. David knew that time was precious. He must force his hand. "And if Hauck troubles you," he cried, striking the table a blow with his fist, "I'll help you settle for him, Brokaw!
He heard the clink of a chain. A moment later she returned to him. "There is a light in Hauck's room," she said. "His council room, he calls it where he makes bargains. I hope they are both there, Sakewawin both Hauck and Brokaw." She seized his hand, and held it tightly as she led him deeper into darkness. "I wonder why so many of the Indians are in? I did not know they were coming.
There were ten or a dozen men in that room, all white men, and, upon entering, David was moved by a sudden suspicion that they were expecting him that Hauck had prepared them for his appearance. There was no liquor in sight.
"Hauck says he's sorry he couldn't have breakfast with you," he said. "Couldn't wait any longer. The Indian's going to bring your breakfast here. You'd better hurry if you want to see the fun." With this he turned and walked heavily toward the end of the hall. David glanced across at the door of Marge's room. It was closed. Then he looked at his watch. It was almost nine o'clock!
I'll do it for old time's sake. I'll do to him what I did to the Breed. The girl's yours. She's belonged to you for a long time, eh? Tell me about it, Brokaw tell me before Hauck comes!" Could he never make that bloated fiend tell him what he wanted to know?
Twice she had been away for two nights and two days. It was only because Brokaw had given that gold to Hauck that she had feared pursuit. If Hauck had bought her.... She spoke of that possible sale as if she might have been the merest sort of chattel. And then she startled him by saying: "I have known of those white men from the north buying Indian girls. I have seen them sold for whisky. Ugh!"
With his revolver in his hand, and the Girl trembling under his arm, he felt a ridiculous desire to shout out at the top of his voice to his enemies letting them know that he was again ready to fight. In the gloom the Girl's eyes shone like stars. "Who was it?" she whispered. "Hauck." "Then it was Brokaw who went with Wapi. Langdon and Henry went with him.
Brokaw's thick lips moved, and then came his voice, in a husky whisper: "Tavish!" The next instant Hauck was at the open door. He did not cross the threshold at once, but stood there for perhaps twenty seconds his gray, hard face looking in on them with eyes in which there was a cold and sinister glitter.
As he looked at her now a little, softly breathing thing under his gray blanket it was hard for him to believe anything so horrible as she had suggested. Perhaps her fears had been grossly exaggerated. The exchange of gold between Hauck and the Red Brute had probably been for something else. Even men engulfed in the brutality of the trade they were in would not think of such an appalling crime.
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