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"Where is she?" "I send her to my big camp 'cross the river." "You shouldn't blame Nesis for helping me out," Ambrose said earnestly not that he expected to make any impression. "She's only a child. I made her do it." Watusk spread out his palms blandly. "I not blame her," he said. "I not care not'ing only maybe you get drown in the rapids." Ambrose studied the brown mask narrowly.
Whether or not it saved him in the end, it was sweet to hear himself justified. Colina continued: "Nesis said that Watusk often complained to Mr. Strange that my father was always making the goods dearer and the fur cheaper. Mr. Strange told him to wait a little while and he would see great changes.
If he so much as frowned at an uncomfortable thought they became tragic. "Look here, I'm not a brute!" he cried, exasperated. Nesis looked foolish, and quickly turned her head away. Over their tea and bannock they became almost cheerful. Motion had made them both hungry. Ambrose glanced at their slender store. "We'll never hang out to the lake at this rate," he said laughing.
Colina knew it was southeast because when she faced in that direction the north star, friend of every traveler by night, was over her left shoulder. "But the Kakisa village, the trail back to Enterprise is there," she objected, pointing northeast. Nesis nodded.
Ambrose was touched as deeply as a young man may be by a woman he does not love, yet he could not help glancing over her head at the square of sky obliquely revealed through the window. It gradually darkened. "The moon has gone down," he said at last. Nesis clung to him. "Ah, you so glad to leave me!" she whimpered. He gently released himself. "Think of me a little," he said.
At the bottom the trail was bisected by a shallow stream making its way over a stony bed to the river. Halting her horse in the middle of it, Nesis allowed Colina to approach, and pointed out to her that they must turn to the right here, and let their horses walk in the water to avoid leaving tracks. For more than an hour they made a painfully slow journey among the stones.
"This book is my diary that I always carry with me. That night I wrote in the blank pages what Nesis had told me, and later when she was conscious I read it to her, and she affirmed it sentence by sentence. She understood how important it was. "You may know that she comprehended what she was doing because she made me make changes you will find them here.
She gave Colina to understand in no uncertain signs that the Indians would kill her if she told the secret. Colina, taking into account the pains they had gone to to keep it, could not deny the danger. She finally asked Marya if she would take her, Colina, to the place where Nesis was. Marya, terrified, positively refused.
All that had gone before in this startling trial was nothing to Colina's story. When Colina came to her meeting with Nesis her brave port was shaken. Her voice began to tremble. She could not bring herself to name the dreadful thing. The judge, perceiving a stoppage in her story, interrupted her. "Miss Gaviller, if the girl could understand you, why did she answer by signs?"
They saw her smile at him, too an extraordinary smile, sorrowful, solicitous, cheery. None could interpret it. Ambrose was engaged in a desperate struggle to command himself. At the announcement of her coming hope had sprung up, only to receive a deadlier wound at the first glimpse of her. She had not found Nesis; very well, it was all up with him.
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