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He still gazed steadfastly at Rufe; the knife lay unheeded on the ground at his feet, and the hide was slipping from the wooden horse. At last he said slowly, "Birt tole ye 'bout'n it, eh?" "Naw, sir! Naw!" Rufe rocked himself fantastically to and fro in imminent peril of toppling off the wood-pile. "'Twar Tom Byers ez tole me." "TOM!" exclaimed Byers, with a galvanic start.
"Well, he showed what he was, all right. He took sides with that good-for-nothing scoundrel who had shot a man that was almost his father. Why, I never saw such a case of ingratitude in my life!" "Where are they taking him?" she almost whispered. "To jail for resisting an officer." "Miss Rufe, de man's come fer de trunks. Is dey ready?" asked Rachel from the hall.
"Yes, Rufe, and obliged to thee, Pascherette. Dost say thou wilt help me win away?" "Gladly, Rufe, for I like well men of your mettle. Follow close behind Sancho and me. Count ten score after we go in to Dolores with Milo, then for an hour thou'lt have the sea to thyself. Luck go with thee, Rufe; thou'lt think of little Pascherette sometimes, I'll warrant."
He lay for a while in silence, industriously feeding himself on the dry meat, and gazing at the sky. "Say, Rufe," he said, at last, "ain't you been holdin' out on me a little?" "Um-huh," assented Hardy. "Been gettin' letters from Miss Lucy all the time, eh?" "Sure." "Well," remarked Creede, "you're a hell of a feller!
"I have not failed entirely, Rufe, since it makes the criminal tie between you and me all the stronger. It binds us together with links of steel, Rufe, and they are stronger far than any marriage contract." "Then you love me like that, eh?" "You know that I do." "Yet your infernal jealousy, and your determination to quit this house and go to the plant with the gang, may yet ruin us all.
Now there was no one living in the town but Rufe the hunter; and once more I heard Rufe's praises by the yard, and this time sung in chorus. I could not help perceiving at the time that there was something underneath; that no unmixed desire to have us comfortably settled had inspired the Kelmars with this flow of words.
As Rufe finished this with a mighty CRESCENDO, he was obliged to pause for breath. He stared about, gaspily. The afternoon was waning. The mountains close at hand were a darker green. The distant ranges had assumed a rosy amethystine tint, like nothing earthly like the mountains of a dream, perhaps.
And with the day a flock of little birds lighted on the bars of the condemned man's cell window, chirping through them, and when the jailer brought breakfast he found Bad Rufe cowering in the corner of his cell and wet with the sweat of fear. "Them damn birds ag'in," he growled sullenly.
Both t'other ones he'd seen over and over agin, but Niagara he'd never sot eyes on. "So as soon as he arrives, he goes into the public room, and looks at the white waters, and, sais he, 'Waiter, sais he, 'is them the falls down there? a-pintin' by accident in the direction where the Falls actilly was. "'Yes, Sir, sais the waiter. "'Hem! sais Rufe, 'them's the Falls of Niagara, eh!
Old Gabe had listened without a word, and the strain in his face was eased. Always the old man had stood for peace. He believed it had come after the court-house fight, and he had hoped against hope, even when Rufe came back to trade against old Jasper; for Rufe was big and good-natured, and unsuspected of resolute purpose, and the Lewallens' power had weakened.
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