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Brick tore it open, and found within another envelope, the inner one of yellow. "It's a telegraph," he said uneasily. "Lahoma had telegraphed to the end of the wire, and at Chickasha they puts it in the white wrapper and sends it on. Do you see?" "I don't see anything yet," snapped Bill. "Rip 'er open!" Brick looked at Bill Atkins. "Better set down, Bill," he remarked.
Something you come up to, and go away from, and that's the end of the story. You don't settle down and live at a spring just because it give you a drink when you was thirsty. A man goes on his way rejoicing, and Wilfred according." Lahoma walked up to Wilfred with steady eyes. "Are you coming back to see me?" she asked gravely. "No, Lahoma. At least not for a long, long time.
"These are troublous times, and it's good to feel a hand like this that's steady and true. Now I ain't going to drag you into nothing that could hurt you nor Bill, or make you feel sore over past days. I don't need nobody to lean on but Lahoma does; and if Red Kimball pops it to me before I get a chance to keel him over, you two must look out for her."
And when I've laid you to rest under the rock-pile, Lahoma ain't going to find the variety in me that she now has in the two of us. Besides which, I'm in the fifties myself, and them is halves of hundreds." "Yes," Bill growled, "and give Lahoma time, she'll die, too. Nothing but the mountain'll be left to look out on the plains.
Lahoma's letter had revived the picture of other days, of another existence, without rousing one wish to return. The only desire it had stirred in his breast was that of seeing Lahoma again, of taking her by the hand to lead her, not back to the old civilization, but to the new.
Presently there were footsteps in the path, and to Willock's intense disappointment, Gledware and Annabel came in together. They were in the midst of a conversation and at the first few words, he found it related to Lahoma. The boatman who had promised to bring the skiff for them at seven it developed that Gledware had no intention of doing the rowing had not yet come.
The trapper gave a start at the explosiveness of her tone. Lahoma shouted again, as harshly as she could, "'Kill 'em both, says they." Then she turned to Willock. "Did I put them words in the correct sauce, Brick?" "You done noble, honey."
"Go on," murmured Wilfred. "I couldn't reach em, and you made a point, that time. Go on don't give 'em a chance to think." "But I can't I've said all I had to say " "Don't stop, dear, for God's sake the case is desperate! You'll have to do it for Bill." "And that isn't all," Lahoma called in a broken pathetic voice, as she turned her pale face upon the curious crowd. "That isn't all.
"It's just addressed to me, this time," he remarked grimly, in explanation of his proprietary act; "they ain't no foolishness of 'Dear Brick and Bill. But I treats you as friends should be treated, and lays before you everything Lahoma has found out.
Suddenly Lahoma cried joyfully, "Oh, look, Brick, look!" And she darted toward the spot at the foot of a tall cedar, where purple and white blossoms showed in profusion. She gathered an armful, and they went down to the plain. "Her head's toward the west," he said, as they stood beside the pile of stones. Lahoma placed the flowers at the Western margin of the pyramid.
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