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"You say she is going East with you," MacFee said sharply to Lambton. "What for?" He fastened Lambton with his eyes, and Lambton quailed. "Have you told her you've got a wife down East? I've got your history, Lambton. Have you told her that you've got a wife you married when you were at college and as good a girl as ever lived?"
MacFee grimly searched the post and the shore, but he saw by the looks of all that he had been foiled. He had no proof of anything, and Lambton must go free. "You've fooled us," he said to Nance sourly, yet with a kind of admiration too. "Through you they got away with it. But I wouldn't try it again, if I were you."
I'm goin' North, Nance, and I bin waitin' for four years for you to go with me. Are you comin'?" His voice was quiet, but it had a choking kind of sound, and it struck strangely in the ears of all. MacFee came nearer. "Are you comin' with me, Nance, dear?" She reached a hand towards Lambton, and he took it, but she did not speak.
At Red Man's River she delivered her load of contraband to the traders waiting for it, and saw it loaded into the boats and disappear beyond the wooded bend above Dingan's. Then she collapsed into the arms of her brother Bantry, and was carried, fainting, into Dingan's Lodge. A half-hour later MacFee and his troopers and Lambton came.
Something in Abe's eyes overwhelmed her something she had never seen before, and it seemed to stifle speech in her. Lambton spoke instead. "She's going East with me," he said. "That's settled." MacFee started. Then he caught Abe's arm. "Wait!" he said, peremptorily. "Wait one minute." There was something in his voice which held Abe back for the instant.
I'm goin' North, Nance, and I bin waitin' for four years for you to go with me. Are you comin'?" His voice was quiet, but it had a choking kind of sound, and it struck strangely in the ears of all. MacFee came nearer. "Are you comin' with me, Nance, dear?" She reached a hand towards Lambton, and he took it, but she did not speak.
I'm goin' North, Nance, and I bin waitin' for four years for you to go with me. Are you comin'?" His voice was quiet, but it had a choking kind of sound, and it struck strangely in the ears of all. MacFee came nearer. "Are you comin' with me, Nance, dear?" She reached a hand toward Lambton, and he took it, but she did not speak.
He took off his cap to her. He was haggard, his buckskins were torn, his hair was dishevelled, and he limped a little; but he was a massive and striking figure, and MacFee watched him closely, for there was that in his eyes which meant trouble. "You said, 'Come back in an hour, Nance, and I come back, as I said I would," he went on. "You didn't stand to your word. I've come to git it.
MacFee grimly searched the post and the shore, but he saw by the looks of all that he had been foiled. He had no proof of anything, and Lambton must go free. "You've fooled us," he said to Nance, sourly, yet with a kind of admiration, too. "Through you, they got away with it. But I wouldn't try it again, if I were you."
Watchful, but not interfering, the master of the troopers saw him set adrift in a canoe without a paddle, while he was pelted with mud from the shore. The next morning at sunrise Abe Hawley and the girl he had waited for so long started on the North trail together, MacFee, master of the troopers and justice of the peace, handing over the marriage lines. "They won't come to-night sure."
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