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Both sides were anxious to win their good will and support, and gave them many presents. But now that the war is over the Indians are neglected, so they are becoming surly, and ready for mischief. Mark my word, the arrival of these Loyalists will make matters worse." "In what way?" "The slashers will do their utmost to stir up the Indians.
The partial knock-out blows were not to their liking. Little did the slashers realise that they owed their lives that night to the very girl whose ruin they had sought, who through her gentle influence upon her dusky defenders had caused them to stay their hands and temper their punishment toward their hated enemies. Jean learned about her defenders' success upon their return to the lodge.
His mind naturally turned to the previous evening when he had sat with the Colonel and his daughter before the big fire-place. The vision of the girl's face, lighted by the dancing flames, stood out before him clear and distinct. How her eyes had shone as, urged by the Colonel, he related story after story of adventures in the heart of the untamed forest among Indians, slashers, and wild beasts.
She knew where lay the trail by which the slashers would come, and she kept her eyes fixed in that direction. At the back of the house another trail began, which led to the St. John River, so Sam had told her, and passed the very place where the mast-cutters were at work. This to the lonely girl seemed the trail of hope, while the other was the trail of doom.
"Well, well," said Glossin, "no occasion to be particular, tell the essentials." "Who?" "He!" pointing with his thumb inverted to the kitchen, where the prisoner was in custody. "Had he no arms?" asked the Justice. "Ay, ay, they are never without barkers and slashers." "Any papers?" "This bundle," delivering a dirty pocket-book. "Go downstairs, then, Mac-Guffog,. and be in waiting."
Murell can pilot for you. You never worked at cutting-up before, and neither did he. You'd be more of a hindrance than a help and so would he. But we do need a good machine gunner. As soon as we start throwing out waste, we'll have all the slashers and halberd fish for miles around. You just shoot them as fast as you see them."
Sam come bimeby. Sam know." "Where is Sam now?" "Sam watch slashers. Sam gone long tam. Come bimeby." "What will he do if the white men come here?" "White man no come." The woman rose to her feet and looked off to the high peak in the distance. Then she sat down near the opening where she could watch the hill without too much trouble. Jean wondered at this, although she made no comment.
Oh, it would be terrible if you should shoot them! You killed one man, and isn't that enough?" Sam was in a quandry. He longed for the blood of the slashers whom he hated. This was a great chance to wipe them out of existence. Never before had he had such a just cause against them, and why should he not make the most of it? But it was hard for him to resist the request of the white girl.
I haven't much taste for warriors in time of peace. Receive him if you choose. I don't know but I prefer slashers to fellows that drag their swords. The clash of blades in battle is less dismal, after all, than the clank of the scabbard on the pavement. And then, throwing out your chest like a bully and lacing yourself like a girl, with stays under your cuirass, is doubly ridiculous.
That the slashers were responsible for the cowardly deed, they had not the slightest doubt, and they often wondered what had become of the girl. The short afternoon was wearing away, with the storm showing no sign of abatement.
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