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Updated: May 7, 2025
She remembered the sharp, quick words of authority the words that caused the villainous Vermilion to whirl with a snarl of fear. Remembered also, the swift sure shot that had ended Vermilion's career, his absolute mastery of the situation, his lack of excitement or braggadocio, and the expressed regret over the necessity for killing the man.
The good Chenoine told me. He it was who warned me of Vermilion's plot in time for me to frustrate it. Of course, I should have rescued you later. I hold myself responsible for the safe conduct of all who travel in my scows. But it would have been at the expense of much time and labour, and, very possibly, of human life as well an incident regrettable always, but not always avoidable."
Their obedience to Vermilion's orders had been a surly, protesting obedience; while their obedience to Lapierre's slightest motion was the quiet, alert obedience that proclaimed him master of men, as his own silent vigilance proclaimed him master of the roaring waters.
The long-gathering twilight deepened as the scows floated northward. Vermilion's face lost its scowl, and he smoked in silence a sinister figure, thought the girl, as he crouched in the bow, his dark features set off to advantage by his flaming head-band. Into the stillness crept a sound the far-off roar of a rapid.
Crushed between the adamantine millstones of things as they ought not to be? The resolute lips drooped, a hot salt tear blurred Vermilion's camp-fire and distorted the figures of the gambling scowmen. She closed her eyes tightly.
For just an instant Chloe's glance rested upon her companions; Big Lena sat scowling murderously at Vermilion's broad back. Harriet Penny had fainted and lay with the back of her head awash in the shallow bilge water. A strange alter ego elemental primordial had taken possession of Chloe.
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