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Updated: June 12, 2025
Filled with the happiest thoughts, he had advanced toward Tannis and, on reaching the goal of all his hopes and wishes, found it lying before him like a ripening grain-field devastated by hail and swarms of locusts. As if in derision, fate led him first to the Hebrew quarter.
She saw the pretty, fair-tinted face, the fluffy coronal of golden hair, the blue, laughing eyes of the woman whom Jerome Carey loved, and she realized very plainly that there was nothing left to hope for. She, Tannis of the Flats, could never compete with that other. It was well to know so much, at least.
As for Tannis, she loved Carey with all her heart, and that was all there was about it. If Elinor Blair had never gone to Prince Albert there is no knowing what might have happened, after all. Carey, so powerful in propinquity, might even have ended by learning to love Tannis and marrying her, to his own worldly undoing.
He liked Tannis, and he liked Carey; but he shook his head dubiously when he heard the gossip of the shacks and teepees. Religions might mingle, but the different bloods ah, it was not the right thing! Tannis was a good girl, and a beautiful one; but she was no fit mate for the fair, thorough-bred Englishman. Father Gabriel wished fervently that Jerome Carey might soon be transferred elsewhere.
Sometimes he grew tired of the prairies and then he and Tannis paddled themselves over the river in Nitchie Joe's dug-out, and landed on the old trail that struck straight into the wooded belt of the Saskatchewan valley, leading north to trading posts on the frontier of civilization.
Her immobile features gave no sign of the conflict raging within her. After a short space she turned and went out, shutting the door softly on the wounded man and Mrs. Joe, whose howls had now simmered down to whines. In the next room, Paul was crying out with pain as the doctor worked on his arm, but Tannis did not go to him.
Old Auguste and the doctor could not leave Paul and he knew well that no breed of them all at the Flats would turn out on such a night, even if they were not, one and all, mortally scared of being mixed up in the law and justice that would be sure to follow the affair. He must die without seeing Elinor. Tannis looked inscrutably down on the pale face on Mrs. Joe Esquint's dirty pillows.
He soon fell into the habit of dropping into the Dumont house to spend the evening, talking with Tannis in the parlor which apartment was amazingly well done for a place like the Flats Tannis had not studied Prince Albert parlors four years for nothing or playing violin and piano duets with her. When music and conversation palled, they went for long gallops over the prairies together.
He was determined, however, that Elinor should not go out in such a night and to such a scene, and told Tannis so in no uncertain terms. "I came through the storm," said Tannis, contemptuously. "Cannot she do as much for him as I can?" The good, old Island blood in Elinor's veins showed to some purpose. "Yes," she answered firmly. "No, Tom, don't object I must go. Get my horse and your own."
The result of this atrocious mixture was its justification Tannis of the Flats who looked as if all the blood of all the Howards might be running in her veins. But, after all, the dominant current in those same veins was from the race of plain and prairie.
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