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The Kentuckian crouched, alert, Anse beside him now, both listening for any suspicious sound. At last they huddled into their clothes, hurried back to the bunkhouse. Bartolomé was there waiting for them. "You Tejanos—" There was no pretense of friendliness in his hail. "The patrón will see you, pronto!" They went, tugging their clothing into order as they paused outside the door.
"Tut, tut," said General Murray, when he came to me on the Terror of France, after having, at my suggestion, gone to the south shore opposite Anse du Foulon, and scanned the faint line that marked the narrow cleft on the cliff side "tut, tut, man," said he, "'tis the dream of a cat or a damned mathematician."
Shem stepped lightly to a corner of the cabin and brought forth a rifle and began reloading it afresh from a box of shells. A wavering figure crept across the small stump-dotted "dead'ning" Anse Dugmore was upon his errand. He dragged the rifle by the barrel, so that its butt made a crooked, broken furrow in the new snow like the trail of a crippled snake.
They traveled at an angle, the pace set by Teodoro who led a pack mule. Somewhere out there in the dark the Pima Scout was prowling. But he had had his orders: no contact with the three travelers unless there was fear of attack. And both Anse and Drew were alert, knowing that the farther one went from the Stronghold the less one relaxed guard. "Kinda nippy, ain’t it?" Anse said.
A good one with lots of prime fightin’ in it. This one’s a story, too. I’ve heard about it ... never got a chance to read it though." He set The Count of Monte Cristo upright on the table. Anse took the third volume. "... Con—Conquest of Mexico. Hey, conquest means winnin’ th’ country, don’t it? This about the Mex War which our pa’s fought?" He flicked open the pages eagerly.
Wolfe's plan was to keep the French alarmed more than ever at the two extreme ends of their line Beauport below Quebec and Pointe-aux-Trembles above and then to strike home at their undefended centre, by a surprise landing at the Anse au Foulon.
He saw eyes lift from the floor level, the scarred cheek under a ragged fringe of beard; and then astonishment in the other’s expression became a flashing grin. "Drew—Drew Rennie! Lordy, it’s sure enough Drew Rennie!" Drew was on his feet. His hands on the other’s shoulders pulled him forward into a rough half embrace. "Anse!" He swayed to the joyous pounding of a fist between his shoulder blades.
I haven't coughed once today, that's the honest truth, Drew. And when you go, the Yankees are goin' to move in here. I don't want to go to a Yankee prison, like Anse " Drew's shoulders hunched in an involuntary tightening of muscles as he stared straight out of the window at nothing. Boyd had insisted from the first that the Texan must be a prisoner.
Anse’s tone was offhand, he might have been discussing the weather. "Don Cazar decides," Bartolomé said. "There is work at the corrals, but he will decide." "Fair enough," Anse agreed. When Bartolome had moved out of hearing, he added for Drew’s benefit: "I think it’d be ’no’ if that hombre had th’ sayin’. He plumb don’t like my style."
Rennie has already said that’s all right with him." "Whoee!" Anse muffled one of the old spirited war yells into a husky whisper. "You an’ me, we’re goin’ to do it! Ain’t nobody can put hobbles on a pair of Tejanos as has their chewin’ teeth fast on th’ bit!" It was something to think about, all right. But future chances should not take a man’s mind off the job immediately ahead.
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