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"Jeems," she said softly. "I'm not sorry now that I came up to Cardigan's place that day when you thought you were dying. I wasn't wrong. You are different. And I made fun of you then, and laughed at you, because I knew that you were not going to die. Will you forgive me?" He laughed happily. "It's funny how little things work out, sometimes," he said.
That is, I've heard of them; but I didn't know whether they were the same." Jeems perceived that the topic interested the young fellow, so he descanted at length concerning the Fays, their belongings, and their doings. Time passed rapidly. Bennington was surprised to see Jim coming down to them through the afterglow of sunset announcing vociferously that the meal was at last prepared.
"You is too," and Uncle Billy's forefinger began to shake in the other's face. "You's stealin' a nigger!" "What dat?" and Jeems Henry's eyes opened wide with amazement. "What you talkin' 'bout?" "Talkin' 'bout you," replied Uncle Billy, sharper than ever. "Dey say a nigger's wuth a thousan' dollars. 'Cose you ain't wuth dat much," he said with utter disgust.
The Athabasca is Grandmother, the Slave is Mother, the Mackenzie is Daughter, and over them watches always the goddess Niska, the Gray Goose. And my prayer was that I might go back to them. In Montreal there were people, people everywhere, thousands and tens of thousands of them, so many that I was lonely and heartsick and wanted to get away. For the Gray Goose blood is in me, Jeems.
"Because well, just because," was her provoking answer. "Jeems was so odd yesterday. He talked as if as if there were some threat to us or him. I wonder if there is something wrong." She frowned. "Of course not!" her brother made prompt answer. "He's merely gone off on one of those mysterious trips of his." "Just the same, what if there were something wrong? We might go and see." "Nonsense!"
I'll be back before lunch," he said, and hurried out before she could as definitely dispose of him as she had of Ricky. Val struck off into the bushes until he came to one of the paths that crossed the wilderness. As it ran in the direction of the bayou, he turned into it. Then for the second time he came into the glen of the pool and passed along the path Jeems had known.
"Ma word, Jeems," continued Elspeth with much relish, "Mary wud sune hae settled the minister gin she hed been in the kirk the day." "Ay, ay," inquired Jeems, "noo what wud the hizzie hae dune?" "She wud juist hae sent for him an' lookit wi' her een, an' askit him what ill he hed at her, an' gin that wesna eneuch she wud hae pit her handkerchief tae her face."
"And what do you mean " "That's the boy I found in the garden, Ricky!" "Is it?" She stared, fascinated, at the lean brown face, the untidy black hair, the bitter mouth, which their hostess had so skilfully caught in her unfinished drawing. "So you've met Jeems." Miss Biglow looked at Val thoughtfully. "And what did you think of him?" "It's rather what did he think of me. He seemed to hate me.
Up here and behind the house," she urged him. Not knowing just why he obeyed, Val scrambled up on the tiny platform and scuttled around behind the cabin. Why they should hide thus from Jeems who had given Ricky directions for reaching the place and had asked her to come, was more than he could understand.
"Oh, I grew lonely for him, and I could see him in my dreams at night, watching, watching, watching, and sometimes even calling me. Jeems, do you see that hump on his left shoulder, like a great epaulet?" "Yes, I see," said Kent. "Beyond that, on a straight line from here hundreds of miles away are Dawson City, the Yukon, the big gold country, men, women, civilization.
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