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By then they were washen and clad goodly in raiment which they had brought on the sumpters, the men had lighted fires and were cooking the venison, and anon there was supper and banquet in the wildwood, with drinking of wine and pleasant talk and the telling of tales and singing of minstrelsy; and so at last, when night was well worn, and out in the open meadows the eastern sky was waxing grey, then Birdalone and her ladies went to bed in their fair tents, and the men-at-arms lay down on the greensward under the bare heaven.
His long legs carried him speedily to the outlet and there he posted himself. He could hear her coming through the brush, although her figure was still obscured by the tangle of wildwood; the snapping of dead twigs under her feet; the scuffling of last year's leaves on the path, now wet and plastered with mud and the slime of winter; the swish of branches as she thrust them aside.
The kind-hearted equestrienne smiled brightly. "Take care of the others first, Mr. Scripps," she said. "While I have these, we won't exactly starve." Miss Stella Starr shook the glittering diamond pendants in her pretty pink ears. "Thank you," bowed the manager, choking up a trifle. "Andy Wildwood?" "I'm a mere speck in the show," said Andy, "but I'll stick if there isn't a cent of salary.
"Now it was at this time that I first fell in with the Champions of the Dry Tree; for they became our fellows and brothers in arms in the wildwood: for they had not as yet builded their stronghold of the Scaur, whereas thou and I shall be in two days time. Many a wild deed did our folk in their company, and many that had been better undone.
By and by, Whittington," Philip felt for his pipe and filled it, "we'll have our wildwood bow and arrows done and we fancy somehow that our gypsy's wonderful black eyes are going to shine a hit over that. Why? Lord, Dick, you do ask foolish questions! Our beautiful lady's an archer and a capital one too, says Johnny even if she does like beastly silver-rod."
You may be sure the month or more we spent thus in the heart of the wildwood was but a sorry time for me. While the excitement of the pursuit and rescue lasted, and later, when anxiety for Richard filled the hours of the long days and nights, I was held a little back from slipping into that pit of despair which I had digged for myself.
For as you browse your way through the forest, nipping here and there a rosy leaf of young winter-green, a fragrant emerald tip of balsam-fir, a twig of spicy birch, if by chance you pluck the leaves of Wood-Magic and eat them, you will not know what you have done, but the enchantment of the tree-land will enter your heart and the charm of the wildwood will flow through your veins.
Two days after Euroclydon, I found in the woods the hepatica earliest of wildwood flowers, evidently not intimidated by the wild work of the armies trampling over New England daring to hold up its tender blossom. One could not but admire the quiet pertinacity of Nature. She had been painting the grass under the snow. In spots it was vivid green. There was a mild rain, mild, but chilly.
"I appreciate your seriousness," I rejoined. "Has it been rewarded?" "How can I say? You haven't told me whether or no I may follow you to the wildwood." "I mean, have you caught another glimpse of Mr. Saffren?"
In the next room, convenient in case of a panic, was the Sitka fire department, consisting of a machine of one-man-power, which a small boy might work without endangering anybody or anything. Suburban Sitka is sweet and sad. One passes on the way to the wildwood, where everybody goes as often as may be, a so-called "blarney stone."
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