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"What will you do with your family?" "I tak' them." "How many?" "My woman, my boy, my two girl, my baby." "Good Lord!" cried Ambrose. "Have you a boat?" "Non! There is timber down the river. I mak' a raf, me." "It would take you two weeks to float down," cried Ambrose. "I have only thirty pounds of flour." Alexander shrugged. "We ongry, anyway," he said. "We lak be ongry on the way."
"I got trouble wit' Gaviller. He starve me and my children. They sick." "Starve you!" "Gaviller say give no more debt till I bring him my black fox," Alexander went on apathetically. "Give no flour, no sugar, no meat, no tea. My brot'er feed us some. Gaviller say to him better not. So now we have nothing. We ongry." This promised difficulties. Ambrose frowned. "Tell me the whole story," he said.
He will feed you. Now when they come for flour Simon Grampierre say you got no flour. "When I go to John Gaviller for flour, he mock me. He say: 'You take Ambrose Doane for your father. All right. Let him feed you now. So I am not know what to do. Every day my people more ongry, more mad. "Pretty soon the young men make trouble. There is no game here. We can't stay here without flour.
Perhaps it was this very success that affected the soul of Russell; for no sooner did he look like an old woman than he began to feel and act like one. Away went all his courage, and he would have drawn back after all, had not Rita urged and almost forced him away. "Allarighta," she said. "The men all gone insidar, and so ongry they think of ony the eaters. So come, my dear. No one shall see.
They are ongry. They begin to talk ugly." Ambrose would not let Simon see that he was in any way dismayed by this situation. "Where are the Indians camped?" he asked coolly. "Mile and a half down river. Across from the fort." "Very well," said Ambrose. "Tell them at your house to keep watch here until Tole and Germain come with the raft. Six men should be ready to help them land and unload.
I could stop here all day just taking you in!" "I couldn't," said Bela coolly. "I too 'ongry. Wake the ot'er men and go wash." Joe stared at her, scowling, trying to discover if he was being made game of. "Ah," he growled, "you might give me a chance to make good." "I will cook breakfast," said Bela. "I bring some nice whitefish." "To the deuce with breakfast!" cried Joe. "I spoke you fair.
I am 'ongry." "Si," answered Alvarada; and after he had made certain that Pedro and Venustiano could handle the three men, one of whom, after all, was but an invalid in a wheel chair, he made his way to the kitchen. He knew there were two other companions who would help in any emergency. They slunk in the background, cigarettes between their lips, guns always ready for action.
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