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The energy which every fiber in him yearned to expend upon Rossland sent the table crashing back in an overturned wreck against the wall. "Go before I kill you!"
Casually he looked over his left shoulder. Rossland was there, in his seat at the opposite side of the room. Indirect as his glance had been, Alan saw the girl understood the significance of it. She bowed her head a little, and her long lashes shaded her eyes for a moment. He wondered why he always looked at her hair first. It had a peculiarly pleasing effect on him.
"I am glad," she whispered, and she did not look at him, but at the sunlit plain which lay beyond the window. "And Rossland was on the Nome, and saw you, and sent word back to Graham," he said, fighting to keep himself from going nearer to her. She nodded. "Yes; and so I came to you, and failing there, I leaped into the sea, for I wanted them to think I was dead." "And Rossland was hurt." "Yes.
His mastery was gone, his shoulders bent, and there was a tremulous note in his voice that compelled Alan to look straight out into darkness. And then he said, "Rossland will be sent to the hospital in Cordova, if he lives." Alan made no answer.
That she had not gone with Keok and Nawadlook, but had come back to him, filled him with instant dread, for the precious minutes he had fought for were lost, and the priceless time gained during the parley with Rossland counted for nothing. She saw his disappointment and his danger, and sprang up to seize his hand and pull him down beside her.
I'm glad of that, for if they were pursued and overtaken by men like Graham and Rossland " "Death would be better," finished Mary Standish, and her hand clung more tightly to his arm. "Yes, I think so. But that can not happen now. Out in the open they had us at a disadvantage. But we can hold Sokwenna's place until Stampede and the herdsmen come.
Its horror surged upon him again, and the significance of what Rossland had said seemed fresher, clearer, even more terrible now that he was gone.
She was amazingly unexpected, bewilderingly pretty, and as cool as ice except for the softly glowing fire in her cheeks. He saw Rossland staring with his cigarette half poised. It was instinctive for him to smile in the face of danger, and he smiled now, without speaking. The girl laughed softly.
Then he saw Alan go into the cabin where Rossland was, and softly his fingers drummed upon the ancient tom-tom which lay at his side.
The fury he had held back with almost superhuman effort blazed in his eyes. "If I could have Graham where you are now in that chair I'd give ten years of my life, Rossland. I would kill him. And you you " He stepped back a pace, as if to put himself out of striking distance of the beast who was staring at him in amazement. "What you have said about her should condemn you to death.
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