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"May I explain further?" she asked the judge eagerly. "One moment, please, Mr. Pascoe," said his lordship. He signed to Colina to proceed. "I meant, of course, to bring Nesis here," Colina continued. "When I saw that that I never would, while I didn't know anything about courts or evidence, I felt that it would be safer to have a written statement.
Colina, keeping her eyes on the Indians, said to them: "Go ahead. Walk your horses. I'll follow." She swung herself into her own saddle. Cora and Nesis started slowly out of the square. Colina followed, swinging sidewise in her saddle and watching the Indians behind. None offered to follow directly, but Colina observed that those who had disappeared around the teepees were catching horses beyond.
My fat'er is fall in the river and go down the big falls. "They say that. But I know the truth. Ahcunza is a friend of Watusk. Watusk give him his vest with goldwork after. My fat'er is dead. I am lak wood then. My mot'er sell me to Watusk. I not care for not'ing." "Your mother, sell you!" murmured Ambrose. "My mot'er not lak me ver' moch," said Nesis simply. "She mad for cause I got white blood.
Unfortunately, our story-teller in his desire for artistic verisimilitude has overreached himself. "That touch about Nesis if that is what he called her, being the fourth wife of Watusk. Why fourth? one wonders. You have heard Lona testify that she was Watusk's one and only wife. She ought to know. I fancy I need say no more about that. "Next comes Inspector Egerton.
Colina carefully avoided glancing in Strange's direction. "At that time Nesis had no idea of using what she learned from their talk," she went on. "She merely wished to hear English spoken, so that she would not forget what her father had taught her. Nesis attached a mysterious virtue to the ability to speak English. It was a kind of fetish with her.
'Do you trust him? asked the lady, after a thoughtful pause. 'Marcian? As I trust myself! One of the boatmen coming within earshot, their conversation ceased. The hour before noon saw them drawing near to land. They left on the right the little island of Nesis, and drew towards Puteoli.
What does he think he's going to do with me?" "Sure I know," she said. "Ev'rybody know. If the police catch him he say he not mak' all this trouble. He say you mak' him do it all. Gordon Strange tell him say that." A great light broke on Ambrose. "Of course!" he said. "Goo'-by, Angleysman!" breathed Nesis. "I come to-morrow night." After this, Ambrose's dreary imprisonment took on a new color.
"She said she saw him go after Watusk, and heard him make Watusk tell the Indians not to be foolish, but go back to the teepees until morning. But Watusk spoke to them half-heartedly and they did not listen. It was Myengeen, Nesis said, who urged them to go across the river, and break into the store. "Nesis did not see what happened at the boat. The crowd was too great for her to get near.
"While there he lived in a little log shack overlooking the Indian village. Nesis said it was Watusk's custom to go up to the shack every night and the two men would talk. She knew that they talked English together, and she used to steal up after Watusk and listen outside through a chink between the logs." Every eye in the court-room was turned on Gordon Strange.
Whenever we stopped I talked to Nesis. We stayed up most of that night. It was too cold to sleep. By the end of the second day I knew everything she had to tell me." Colina drank some water and went on. "Nesis's story begins a year ago. In the middle of the winter my father was accustomed to send Gordon Strange with an outfit to the Kakisa River to trade with the tribe and bring back the fur.
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