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He got together a party to go and rob Northrup and drive him away. Taw-ton-wash-tah tried to keep these Indians from going, but he could not do it. Northrup did not know that a party had been sent out against him. His men went on with their trapping, while George went hunting to get food for them. They had only a small bag of flour, and this they did not eat.
"Just as a loan to carry you for a couple of days till you get something to do," he suggested. Northrup demurred, but after a little pressure accepted the accommodation. "I pay you soon back," he promised. Trelawney laughed recklessly. He had been drinking. "You bet. Me too."
She had not been there for over six months, however, and consequently had never heard of Jessie Bain. She had been waiting long and patiently, when suddenly she had read of his marriage to Geralda Northrup, and almost immediately after came the startling intelligence of the disaster in which he had lost his bride.
Surely, there is no lingering doubt in his heart now, that you eloped!" Gerelda eagerly seized upon this idea. "There seems to be, mother," she sobbed. Mrs. Northrup drew a cushioned chair close beside her daughter, and drew the dark, curly head into her arms. "You must make a confidante of me, my darling, and tell me all he said," she declared.
And she had thrown away her paradise, and there was only blackness left. Edwards had already come within a few miles of Georgetown, where he was to take passage in that strangest of all the craft that ever frightened away the elk, the little seven-by-nine steamer Anson Northrup, when, as he was striding desperately along the trail, he was suddenly checked by a thought.
"But perhaps he may be here to-morrow evening with some music I asked him to bring me." "Now, when he comes," said Mrs. Northrup, "I want you to make some excuse to leave the room, for say, ten or fifteen minutes, and during that time I will soon have this matter settled with Hubert Varrick." "It would not look well for you to mention the matter," cried Gerelda.
Again she spoke, and this time the accents were more startlingly familiar than ever. Frazier sprang to his feet, walked down to the end of the car, then turned and slowly retraced his steps, watching the girl intently the while. "I could almost swear that I am getting the tremens again, or that my eyes deceive me," he muttered. "If ever I saw Gerelda Northrup in the flesh, that is she!"
There was no lady about of this the valet was positive, and his last message to this man, who was with him to the end, was to search for Gerelda Northrup, and tell her that with his last breath he was murmuring her name, and that he wanted to be buried on the spot where they had first met.
Although the nurse had not seen Gerelda since she was a little child, she knew her the moment her eyes rested upon her face, and with a cry of amazement she drew back. "Gerelda Northrup!" she gasped. "Is it you, Miss Gerelda, or do my eyes deceive me?"
By Hubert Varrick, at this moment, it was given only from a sense of duty, as love for Gerelda had died. "Oh, Hubert, Hubert! my darling!" she cried, "is it not like heaven to be united again?" She would not notice his coldness; for Gerelda Northrup had laid the most amazing plan that had ever entered a woman's head.
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