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Updated: June 29, 2025
"And, God rest him! the soldier he died of his wounds. And to me he have left the medal in trust for some man, the most brave, intrepid, honorable. M'sieur D'ri, I have the pleasure to put it where it belong." D'ri shifted his weight, looking down at the medal and blushing like a boy. "Much obleeged," he said presently. "Dunno but mebbe I better put it 'n my wallet.
He wiped his brow with a handkerchief. I could see that he had been drinking. "Ah, I see! You have an interest in her. Well, my man, I want no share in your treasures. I accept the condition." Evil as was the flavor of this poor concession, D'ri made the best of it. "She's an honest woman for all I know," said he, handing over the weapons.
I felt better, having got my breath, and a rod of beech to bite upon a good thing if one has been badly stung and has a journey to make. In five minutes I was up and off at a slow jog, for I knew I was near safety. I thought much of poor D'ri and how he might be faring. The last I had seen of him, he was making good use of pistol and legs, running from tree to tree.
I could see nothing of the island, but D'ri had better eyes, and kept calling me as he went ahead. After a few strokes of the paddle I could see on the dark sky the darker mass of tree-tops. "Better light up," I suggested. We were now close in. "Hush!" he hissed. Then, as I came up to him, he went on, whispering: "'T ain't bes' t' mek no noise here.
They are going back to Paris, bag and baggage. Left in the evening." "By what road?" "The turnpike militaire." "Thanks, and good morning," I said. "I shall overhaul them." I called D'ri, and bade him feed the horses quickly. I went to see General Brown, but he and Wilkinson were on the latter's gig, half a mile out in the harbor.
God knows we need it." The guard went away without answering. "Got him thinkin'," said D'ri, as he lighted the candle. "He can help us some, mebbe. Would n't wonder ef he was good et cipherin'." "If he offered to take the two thousand, I don't see how we'd give it to him," said I. "He would n't take our promise for it." "Thet ain' a-goin' t' bother us any," said D'ri.
Soon we passed the town where they had put up overnight, and could see the tracks of horse and coach-wheel. D'ri got off and examined them presently. "Purty fresh," he remarked. "Can't be more 'n five mild er so further on." We rode awhile in silence. "How ye goin' t' tackle 'em?" he inquired presently. "Going to stop them somehow," said I, "and get a little information."
Don' know none tew much 'bout this here business. Don' cal'late we 're goin' t' hev any trouble, but if we dew Hark!" We had both heard a stir in the bushes, and stuck our paddles in the sand, listening. After a little silence I heard D'ri get up and step stealthily into the water and buckle on his sword. Then I could hear him sinking the canoe and shoving her anchor deep into the sand.
Then he stepped forward, took off his faded hat, his brow wrinkling deep, and said, in a drawling preacher tone that had no sound of D'ri in it: "O God, tek care o' gran'ma. Help us t' go on careful, an' when we 're riled, help us t' keep er mouths shet. O God, help the ol' cart, an' the ex in pertic'lar. An' don't be noway hard on us. Amen."
We put a fold of linen over the eyes of each, and roped them all together, so that they could sit or stand, as might please them, in the wagonbox. "It's barbarity," said his Lordship, as we put on the fold. "You Yankees never knew how to treat a prisoner." "Till you learnt us," said D'ri, quickly. "Could n't never fergit thet lesson.
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