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Never I quite get not'in'; always I'm close by when 'noder feller mak' strike." Pierce still managed to control himself enough to explain: "They were shooting dead timber down into the gulch and they wore the snow off where the rim cropped out. It happened to be staked ground right there." Pierce's excitement, the odd light in his dancing eyes, bore to 'Poleon a significance.
Maybe de dress won't fit." "'Ha! You don' know me, mamselle, I say. 'I can guess de weight of a caribou to five poun'. She'll be same size la'kin' one inch 'roun' de wais'." "'Poleon Doret, she say, 'you ain' no Franchemans to talk lak'dat. Look here!
That was his way, our way all or nothing. I've been thinking lately; I've asked myself what he would have wished me to do, and I've made up my mind." "So?" 'Poleon was puzzled. "I'm not going 'outside. I'm going to Dawson. 'Be a thoroughbred. Don't weaken. That's what he always said. Sam Kirby followed the frontier and he made his money there. Well, I'm his girl, his blood is in me.
It was like the battle of a man with a beast ferocious, merciless while it lasted. They rocked about the cabin, heedless of the wounded man; the stove came crashing down and they trampled the pipe under their feet. But McCaskey collapsed as suddenly as he had flown to action. When 'Poleon trussed him up he had neither strength nor spirit either for resistance or for resentment.
"Nobody knows except father and Poleon and the two new men " "What is it?" "I teased the news out of mother, and then came right here." He laughed. "But what may I ask " "Lee has made a strike a wonderful strike richer than the Klondike." "So? The old man's luck has changed. I'm right glad of that," said the soldier.
I heard it as I came back. You're quite a famous character in Dawson to- night, 'Poleon dear, what with this and with Frenchman's Hill." "Ho! Dat Frenchman' Hill," the man broke out, hurriedly. "It's beeg s'prise for us, eh? Pierce told you 'bout dat?" "Pierce?" The girl shook her head vaguely. "You 'member I stake two claim', one for you, one for me. By golly! ma soeur, you're millionaire."
Barring accident, therefore, which was extremely unlikely, Rock told himself regretfully that they were as good as gone. Two hours! It was too much. On the other hand, he and 'Poleon now had a fresh trail to follow, while the fleeing brothers had unbroken snow ahead of them, and that meant that they must take turns ahead of their dogs.
"All aboard for the big eats," the latter announced. "Mocha's buttoned up in a stud game where he dassen't turn his head to spit. He's good for all night, but I'm on the job." "I'm having supper with 'Poleon," Rouletta told him. The Snowbird paused in dismay. "Say! You can't run out on a pal," he protested. "You got to O.K. my vittles or they won't harmonize."
"I don' know," he said, thoughtfully; "mebbe so I stay here, mebbe so I tak' my canoe an' go away. For long tam' I t'ink dis Flambeau she's de promis' lan' I hear callin' to me, but I don' know yet for w'ile." "What kind of place is that land of yours, Poleon?" "Ha! I never see 'im, but she's been cryin' to me ever since I'm little boy.
The little round clock on the window-sill ticked very distinctly and rapidly, as if it were in a hurry. "I will speak as short as I can. It was in the camp of 'Poleon Gautier, on the river St. Maurice. The big Baptiste Lacombe, that crazy boy who wants always to fight, he mocks me when I play, he snatches my violin, he goes to break him on the stove. There is a knife in my belt.
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