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And the folks would say evil things of me because you took care of me and didn't risk my neck on the bad roads in the dark? What could they-all say?" For the life of him Lans could not frame the words with that lovely face turned to his. "You must trust me, Cynthia. I will protect you and you must protect me." "I protect you? You are right funny. What could they-all do to you?"
Then Little John spoke up: "I mind about that time, Doc; but I disremember which buryin'-ground they-all planted ye in." "Planted! Me? Huh! But I had one tormentin' time findin' my hat!" The cabin shook under a heavier blast, to match Bill's yarn. "Old Wind-maker's blowin' liars out o' North Car'lina. Hang on to yer hat, Doc! Whoop! hear 'em a-comin'!" "Durn this blow, anyhow!
Fear, and a deeper understanding, drove Nella-Rose to the wrong course. "When you dare to come out when they-all let you stay out then ask me again, Burke Lawson. I'm not going to sweetheart with one who dare not show his head." Her one desire was to get Lawson away; she must be free! "Nella-Rose, I'll come out o' this."
Half-consciously Truedale recognized some of his property near by his clothing, two or three books, and yes it was his manuscript! The white roll was safe! How she must have worked while he slept. Once only did she speak until danger was past. Nestling close in his arms, her head upon his shoulder, she breathed: "If they-all shoot, we'll die together!"
"Speaking of deals," he said, "reminds me of a poker game I once seen in Reno, Nevada. It wa'n't what you-all would call a square game. They-all was tin-horns that sat in. But they was a tenderfoot short-horns they-all are called out there. He stands behind the dealer and sees that same dealer give hisself four aces offen the bottom of the deck. The tenderfoot is sure shocked.
"I? You think I laugh a good deal? Good Lord! Some folk think I don't laugh enough." He had his friends back home in mind, and somehow the memory steadied him for an instant. "P'r'aps they-all don't know you as well as I do." This with amusing conviction. "Perhaps they don't." Truedale was deadly solemn. "But go on, Nella-Rose. I promise not to laugh now." "It was the beginning of you!"
"It was my grandfather, he was the friend of Lansing Hertford. They said he betrayed his friend but they-all lied. First it was a whisper, then in your grandfather's time they-all spoke louder. The lie took away the faith of men from us-all and that ended it! The lie slinks low till some Morley raises his head and then it springs up and strikes him down." "It will not strike me down!"
"That's the proposition," he repeated to himself; "what will they-all do when the play is close and down to brass tacks?" He felt unwarrantably suspicious of them. "They're sure slick," was his secret judgment; and from bits of gossip dropped now and again he felt his judgment well buttressed. On the other hand, they radiated an atmosphere of manliness and the fair play that goes with manliness.
"I reckon," Sandy's eyes were troubled and tender, "I reckon we-all better keep our hands off for a while and watch out to see them, the women, solve what is their business. They-all may want freedom and the rest but it must be as they see freedom and equality, Lans. I'm mighty sure in every woman's heart there is the beginning of a path leading out and up, that they can find better alone.
"Why, we'll go around to the cabins and coax or bully the people to let us make windows in their homes big, fine windows with glass that slides easy, up and down or sideways as one may prefer. I want it done before winter sets in." "They-all will think us all-around cracked!" "Let's try! Windows for sale! we'll cry. It will be mighty jolly."
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