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"This was a young woman," he said. "The Meleese we had is dead," replied the proprietor cheerfully, rising to go. "I'll send up for your tray in half an hour or so, Mr. Howland." Several hours later Howland crawled from his bed and bathed his head in cold water. After that he felt better, dressed himself, and went below.
"Is there anything more, Croisset? Safe from what, man? Safe from what?" "From those who wish to kill you, M'seur. You would not go into the South, so la belle Meleese has compelled you to go into the North, Comprenez-vous?" For a moment Howland sat as if stunned. "Do you understand, M'seur?" persisted Croisset, smiling. "I I think I do," replied Howland tensely. "You mean Meleese "
To Howland it was not the thought that his life was saved that came with the greatest force, but the thought of Meleese, the knowledge that in that hour when all seemed to be lost she was nearer to him than ever. He leaned half over the table, his hands clenched, his eyes blazing. Jean did not understand, for he went on quickly. "I know it is hard, M'seur.
She struggled hard to control herself. "You must leave the camp to-night." In the gloom she saw Howland's teeth gleaming. There was no fear in his smile; he laughed gently down into her eyes as he took her face between his hands again. "I want to take back the promise that I gave you last night, Meleese. I want to give you a chance to warn any whom you may wish to warn.
Involuntarily the engineer recoiled from that animal-like crouch, from the black rage which was growing each instant in the half-breed's face. Yet Croisset spoke softly and without excitement, even while his shoulders and arms were twitching like a forest cat about to spring. "M'seur, no one in the world must say that about my Mariane, and next to her they must not say it about Meleese.
Much that he had not understood was clear to him now. He understood why Meleese had not revealed the names of his assailants at Prince Albert and Wekusko, he understood why she had fled from him after his abduction, and why Jean had so faithfully kept secrecy for her sake.
That is the break that leads into the country of the Athabasca. Somewhere between this point and that we will strike the trail. Mon Dieu, I had half expected to see them out there on the plain." "Who? Meleese and Jackpine, or " "No, the others, M'seur. Shall we have dinner here?" "Not until we hit the trail," replied Howland.
From out in the night it was answered by the sharp barking of a dog and the shout of a second voice. "Why should I go?" he asked. "I told you a few moments ago that I had come prepared to fight, Meleese. I shall stay and fight!" "Please please go!" she sobbed, striving to pull him nearer to the window. "You can get away in the storm. The snow will cover your trail.
If he was compelled to kill or wound his companion he could still go on alone with the dogs, for the trail of Meleese and Jackpine would be as plain as their own, which they were following back into the South.
"On the day that Mariane promised to become my wife, M'seur, I promised in Our Blessed Lady's name to repay my debt to Meleese, and the manner of payment came in this fashion. Jackpine, too, was her slave, and so we worked together.
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