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The mill, eet will be sawing in a month. The rest, the big plant, eet will take time for that." "On Medaine's land then!" But Ba'tiste shook his head. "No. Eet is on the five acres own' by Jerry Martin. He has been try' to sell eet for five year. Eet is no good rocks and rocks and rocks. They build eet there." "But what can they do on five acres? Where will they get their lumber?"
But Fate was against him. A moment more and the storm closed in again, with one of its fitful gusts, only to clear at last and to leave them face to face. Medaine's eyes went with womanly instinct to the bundle in his arms. And even though she could see nothing but the roundness of the blankets, the tender manner in which Barry Houston held the poor, inanimate little parcel was enough. "A baby!"
Lost Wing he Medaine's Indian he find her so! In a heap on the floor and a bullet through her brain. And the money we save, the ten thousan' dollar eet is gone! Murder!" A shudder went over the young man on the bed. His face blanched. His lips lost their color.
Afternoon came, and the welcome shelter of a ledge where the snow had drifted far outward, leaving a small space of dry rock, to them like an island to a drifting victim of shipwreck. There they stopped, to bring food from the small provision pack which had been shifted to Medaine's shoulders, to eat silently, then, without a word, to rise and go onward. Miles and miles, rods in fact.
In the first place, I have the only timber around here with the exception of Medaine's land, and you say that she doesn't come into that until next year. But they're going to start sawing at this new mill within a month.
Instinctively Barry knew him to be the grunting individual who had waited outside the door the night before, Lost Wing, Medaine's Sioux servant: evidently a self-constituted bodyguard who traveled more as a shadow than as a human being. Certainly the girl in the foreground gave no indication that she was aware of his presence; nor did she seem to care.
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