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"You were very kind to be an exception," murmured Carley. "You look out fer Tom Hutter, an' I reckon Flo ain't so darn above layin' traps fer you. 'Specially as she's sweet on your beau. I seen them together a lot." "Yes?" interrogated Carley, encouragingly. "Kilbourne is the best fellar thet ever happened along Oak Creek. I helped him build his cabin. We've hunted some together.
In the face of this critical situation, I saw that we must postpone our trip to Richmond and, having obtained from Ryerson full details of the German plot to destroy the America, I took the first train for Niagara Falls after arranging with my friend to rejoin him in Pittsburg a few days later and was able to give warning to Colonel Charles D. Kilbourne of Fort Niagara in time to avert this catastrophe.
She lingered there. What had the sights and sounds and smells of this wild canyon come to mean to her? She could not say. But they had changed her immeasurably. Her soft slippers made no sound on the porch, and as she turned the corner of the house, where shadows hovered thick, she heard Lee Stanton's voice: "But, Flo, you loved me before Kilbourne came."
Work and children for modern women? Why, you are dreaming!" said Carley, with a laugh. She saw him gaze thoughtfully into the glowing embers of the fire, and as she watched him her quick intuition grasped a subtle change in his mood. It brought a sternness to his face. She could hardly realize she was looking at the Glenn Kilbourne of old.
Carley knew absolutely, through both intelligence and intuition, that Glenn Kilbourne would never love Flo. Yet such was her intensity and stress at times, especially in the darkness of waking hours, that jealousy overcame her and insidiously worked its havoc.
Was her coming such a wondrous surprise so unexpected and big in generosity something that would make Kilbourne as glad as it had seemed to make Flo? Carley thrilled to this assurance. Down the lane she flew. The red walls blurred and the sweet wind whipped her face. At the trail she swerved the mustang, but did not check his gait. Under the great pines he sped and round the bulging wall.
I I'd like it," returned Carley, made to feel friendly and at home in spite of herself. "You see it's not as if you were just a stranger," went on Mrs. Hutter. "Tom that's Flo's father took a likin' to Glenn Kilbourne when he first came to Oak Creek over a year ago. I wonder if you all know how sick that soldier boy was.... Well, he lay on his back for two solid weeks in the room we're givin' you.
Unless Kilbourne himself, in remembrance of other days, and in the tenderness of his heart, shed a tear for her, there was not a soul to weep for drunken Julia Kilbourne. Although, to the best of his ability, he had lived retired from all society, and in his sensitiveness to his wife's shame had kept, as well as he could, her history to himself, it was well known in the town.
She shook it, and a gleam came into her eyes. Liquid! Something to drink, to moisten her burning tongue and swollen throat. No matter what Down by the river, on the broad path beneath the trees, where half the population of the place repaired in the summer evenings, the girl Grantley walked with her brother, and by their side walked Horace Kilbourne.
"Wal, it was your old beau thet you wouldn't have," returned Charley, as he gathered up his long frame, evidently to leave. "Kilbourne! He an' Flo came back from the Tonto all hitched up." Vague sense of movement, of darkness, and of cold attended Carley's consciousness for what seemed endless time.
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