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No matter how many times it is brought back, each time it will run away again. When we have such dogs, we sell them. El-Soo is like a dog that runs away. I will sell her. Is there any man of the council that will buy?" The old men coughed and remained silent "Akoon would buy," Porportuk went on, "but he has no money. Wherefore I will give El-Soo to him, as he said, without price.
Also, at Porportuk's back, walked another man with a rifle, who had eyes only for Akoon. "Here are the notes and mortgages," said Porportuk, "for fifteen thousand nine hundred and sixty-seven dollars and seventy-five cents." El-Soo received them into her hands and said to Tommy, "Let them be reckoned as sixteen thousand." "There remains ten thousand dollars to be paid in gold," Tommy said.
"Let the scales be brought," said El-Soo. "I shall make payment at my house," said Porportuk. "Let the scales be brought," El-Soo repeated. "Payment shall be made here where all can see." So the gold scales were brought from the trading post, while Porportuk went away and came back with a man at his heels, on whose shoulders was a weight of gold-dust in moose-hide sacks.
"My head would be full with the things women say, did I heed them," he answered. "I told you that you would be paid," El-Soo went on carefully. "And I told you that I would never be your wife." "But that was before the bill of sale." Porportuk crackled the paper between his fingers inside the pouch. "I have bought you before all the world. You belong to me.
Have you forgotten the thing I told you that I would never marry you!" "It is a public auction," he retorted. "I shall buy you with a bill of sale. I have offered twelve hundred dollars. You come cheap." "Too damned cheap!" Tommy cried. "What if I am auctioneer? That does not prevent me from bidding. I'll make it thirteen hundred." "Fourteen hundred," from Porportuk.
Klakee-Nah, with his own hands, filled the glass with fervent spirits. "Drink!" he cried. "Is it not good?" And Porportuk's eyes watered as he nodded his head and smacked his lips. "When, in your own house, have you had such drink?" Klakee-Nah demanded. "I will not deny that the drink is good to this old throat of mine," Porportuk made answer, and hesitated for the speech to complete the thought.
Klakee-Nah went back to his large house and proceeded to spend. Porportuk was known as the richest Indian in Alaska. Klakee-Nah was known as the whitest. Porportuk was a money-lender and a usurer. Klakee-Nah was an anachronism a mediaeval ruin, a fighter and a feaster, happy with wine and song.
"It is the custom of all the land to reckon gold at seventeen dollars for each ounce," Porportuk replied. "And this is a business transaction." El-Soo laughed. "It is a new custom," she said. "It began this spring. Last year, and the years before, it was sixteen dollars an ounce. When my father's debt was made, it was sixteen dollars.
You will not deny that you belong to me." "I belong to you," El-Soo said steadily. "I own you." "You own me." Porportuk's voice rose slightly and triumphantly. "As a dog, I own you." "As a dog you own me," El-Soo continued calmly. "But, Porportuk, you forget the thing I told you. Had any other man bought me, I should have been that man's wife. I should have been a good wife to that man.
"I'll buy you in to be my my sister," Tommy whispered to El-Soo, then called aloud, "Fifteen hundred!" At two thousand one of the Eldorado kings took a hand, and Tommy dropped out. A third time Porportuk swung the club of his wealth, making a clean raise of five hundred dollars. But the Eldorado king's pride was touched. No man could club him. And he swung back another five hundred.
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