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But it needed not names to confirm me in the belief that "Josh Stebbins" was the sham-husband, and that she whom he would have betrayed this huntress-maiden, was the lost love of my comrade Wingrove the sister of my own Lilian. This would account for the resemblance that had struck me. It no longer seemed vague, in my memory: I could now trace it palpably and clearly.
When I saw the huntress-maiden issue forth from her tent her face empurpled with the juice of the allegria berries her cheeks exhibiting, each a circle of red spots, with a line of similar markings extended across her forehead I no longer felt apprehension for the result.
He might as well have spared himself the trouble of taking up some of his accoutrements, and pretending to examine them. The feint was perfectly transparent to the rest of us especially when the action ended, by his strolling off almost on the identical track taken by the huntress-maiden! "Amantes?" "Yes; lovers who have been long separated." "Carrambo! Do you say so?
His jaded horse and dusky garb justified this conjecture. Equally desirous of shunning an encounter, I passed the two riders in silence, and kept on my course. As I drew near to the huntress-maiden, I was speculating on the reception I might expect, and the explanation I ought to give. How would she receive me?
Kyrene once from Pelion's wind-echoing dells Leto's son, the flowing-haired, caught up and in a golden car bore away the huntress-maiden to the place where he made her queen of a land rich in flocks, yea richest of all lands in the fruits of the field, that her home might be the third part of the mainland of earth, a stock that should bear lovely bloom.
After giving way to those natural emotions, which such a revelation was calculated to excite, the huntress-maiden suddenly resumed that firmness peculiar to her character; and at once entered with me into the consideration of some plan by which Lilian might be saved from a fate which her own experience told her could be no other than infamous.
There were but three men of us: for the Irishman, now completely hors de combat, must be left behind. True, the huntress-maiden, who had declared her determination to accompany us, might well be counted as a fourth; in all four guns. But what would four guns avail against more than ten times the number?
I would have asked; but our rapid movement precluded all chance of conversation. I could only form conjectures. These pointed to white men to some rendezvous of trappers that might be near. I knew there were such. How else in such a place could her presence be accounted for? Even that would scarce explain an apparition so peculiar as that of this huntress-maiden!
A brace of these, borrowed from the friendly Utahs, formed part of the packing of our mules. One was intended for the use of the huntress-maiden the other to give lodgment to the rest of our party. Not but that all of us even Marian herself could have dispensed with such a shelter. We had another object in thus providing ourselves.
Marian was of course excepted from this "detail," and, after bidding us all good-night, the huntress-maiden retired to her tent at the entrance of which the ever-faithful and ever-watchful Wolf placed himself. There did the great dog stretch his body a sentinel couchant with such grim Cerberus-like resolution, that even Wingrove might not have dared to cross the threshold of that sacred precinct?
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