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Updated: May 23, 2025
My heart seemed to stop mid-beat with a kind of fear I had never known before. Aunty Boone had always been her own defender. Mat Nivers had cared for me so much that I never doubted her bigger power. It was for Eloise, Aunty Boone's "Little Lees," that my fear leaped up. I can close my eyes to-day and see again the desolate land banded by the broad white trail.
Her heart had stopped in mid-beat; and that day she ran back into the house and threw herself on her bed, and would not come from her room till the following morning. Now, as she watched from the shadow of the house, with the basin of antiseptic under her arm, the gambler's desperation rose stronger and stronger. She came out, at length, and walked steadily towards Black Bart.
"Whoopee-diddle-dee!" Beverly shouted, throwing himself backward and kicking up his heels. I jumped up and capered about in glee at the thought of such a journey. But my heart-throb of childish delight was checked, mid-beat. "Won't Mat go, too?" I asked, with a sudden pain at my throat. Mat Nivers was a part of life to me. The smile fell away from the girl's lips.
Thaine was nineteen and wise to give advice. A sudden thrill caught his pulse, mid-beat. "Is that all? Can't I do something?" he asked eagerly. "That's a great deal. And nobody can do for anybody. We have to do for ourselves." "You are not doing anything for Uncle Jim, then, I am to understand," Thaine said.
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