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A little of it made such a beast of Hauck, and a beast of Brokaw, and it drove the In- Hauck would no longer Nest. They had to take it away with them--into the mountains. Just now there was quite a number of the "miners" down from the north, ten or twelve of them. She had not been afraid when Nisikoos, her aunt, was alive. But now there was no other woman at the Nest, except an old In- dian woman who did Hauck's cooking. Hauck wanted no one there. And she was afraid of those men. They all feared Hauck, and she knew that Hauck was afraid of Brokaw. She didn't know why, but he was. And she was afraid of them all and hated them all. She had been quite happy when Nisikoos was alive. Nisikoos had taught her to read out of books, had taught her things ever since she could remember. She could write al- most as well as Nisikoos. She said this a bit proudly. ] aunt had gone, things were terribly changed. Especially the men. They had made her more afraid, every day. "None of them is like you," she said with startling frankness, her eyes shining at him. "I would love to be with you!" He turned, then, to look at Tara dozing in the sun. Chapter XIX. They ate, facing each other, on a clean, flat stone that was like a table. There was no hesitation 5 the girls , no false pride in the conceal- pat > To David it was a joy to watch her eat, nd to catch i ressions in her eyes, the changing exp Jer eyes, the place of words as he helped her diligently to bacon and bannock and ment of her hunger, and the little half-smiles But since her | est in her. He must discover, if pos- sible, how the picture had got to her, and who she was, and he could do this only by going to the Nest and learn- ing the truth straight from Hauck. Then they would go on to the coast, which would be an easier journey. He told her that Hauck and Brokaw would not dare to cause them trouble, as they were carrying on a business of which the provincial police would make short work, if they knew of it. They held the whip hand, he and Marge. Her eyes shone with increas- ing faith as he talked. She had leaned a little over the narrow rock between them so that her thick curls fell in shinining clus- ters under his eyes, and suddenly she reached out her arms through them and her two hands touched his face. "And you will take me away? You promise 7" "My dear child, that is just what I came for," he said, feigning to be surprised at her questions. "Fifteen hundred miles for just that. Now don't you believe all that I've told you about the picture ?" "Yes," she nodded. She had drawn back, and was look- ing at him so steadily and with such | wondering depths in her eyes that he found himself for an instant com- pelled to turn his gaze carelessly away. "And you used to talk to it," she said, "and it seemed alive?" "Very much alive, Marge." "And you dreamed about me?" He had said that, and he felt again that warm rise of blood. He felt him- self in a difficult place. If she had been older, or even younger . . . "Yes," he said truthfully. He feared one other question was quite uncomfortably near. But it didn't come. The girl rose suddenly to her feet, flung back her hair, and ran to Tara, dozing in the sun. What she was saying to the beast, with her arms about his scraggy neck, David could only guess. He found himself laughing again, quietly of course, with { his back to her, as he picked up the potatoes and coffee. The bright glow | dinner things. He had not anticipated went only once out of her eyes, and that was when she looked at T ara and all he Baree. "Tara has been eating roots day," she said, "But what will eat-" and she nodded at the dog. V "He had a whistler for breakfast, David assured her. He wouldn't eat now anyway. trained him?" "I began the day after Brokaw did that--held me there in his arms, with my head bent back. Ugh! he was close to "Afterward I washed my face, and scrubbed it I can feel it now!" Her eyes were darken- ing again, as the sun darkens a wanted to make Tara understand what he must do after that, so I stole some of Brokaw's clothes and carried them up to a little plain on the side of the mountain. I stuffed them with grass, terrible, with his face so mine!" She shuddered. hard, but I could still feel it. a thunder cloud passes under it. and made a . . . what do you call it? In Indian it is issena-koosewin . . ." "A dummy," he said. She nodded. "Yes, that is it. his paw that ripped it clean in two! And after that . . ." . Her eyes were glorious in their wild triumph. "He would tear it into bits," she "It would take me a whole day to mend it again, and cried breathlessly. at last I had to steal more clothes. took Hauck's this time. And soon they were gome, too. That is just what Tara would do to a man--when I fight and scream!" "And a little while ago you were ready to jump at me, and fight and scream!" he reminded her, across their rock table. "Not after you spoke to me," she said, so quickly that the words seem- ed to spring straight from her heart. "I wasn't afraid then. I was--glad. smiling No, I wouldn't scream--not even if you held me like Brokaw did!" He felt the warm blood rising un- der his skin again. It was impossible to keep it down. And he was ashamed of it--ashamed of the thought that for an instant was in his mind. The soul of the wild, little mountain crea- ture was in her eyes. Her lips made no concealment of its thoughts or its emotions, pure as the blue skies above them and as ungoverned by conven- tionality as the winds that shifted up and down the valleys. new sort of being to him, a child- woman, a little wonder-nymph that had grown up with the flowers. And yet not so little after all. He had "Fat as butter. He is too much interested in the bear." She had finished, with a little sigh of con- tent, when he asked "What do you mean when you say that you have trained Tara to kill? Why have you Then I would go with it a little distance from Tara, and would begin to struggle with it, and scream. The third time, when Tara saw me lying under it, kicking . and screaming, he gave it a blow with I|out!" She was a such an experience as this. It rather unsettled him. It was amusing--and had a drgded thrill to it. Undouucedly Hauck and Brokaw were rough men; from what she had told him he was convinced they were lawless men, engaged in a very wide "underground" trade in whisky. But he believed that he would not find them as bad as he had pictured them at first, even though the Nest was a horrible place for a girl. Her run- ning away was the most natural thing in the world--for her. She was an amazingly spontaneous little creature, full of courage and fierce determina- tion to fight some one, but probably today or tomorrow she would have been forced to turn homeward, quite exhausted with her adventure, and nibbling roots along with Tara to keep herself alive. The thought of her hunger and of the dire necessity in which he had found her, drove the smile from his lips. He was finishing his pack when she left the bear and came to him. "If we are to get over the moun- tain before dark we must hurry," she said. "See--it is a hig mountain!" She pointed to a barren break in the northward range, close up to the snow-covered peaks. "And it's cold up there when night comes," she added. "Can you make it?" David asked. "Aren't you tired? Your feet sore? We can wait here until morning » "I can climb it," she cried, with an excitement which He had not seen in her before. "I can climb it--and tra- vel all night--to tell Brokaw and Hauck I don't belong to them any more, and that we're going away! Brokaw will be like a mad beast, and before we go I'll scratch his eyes "Good Lord!" gasped David under his breath. "And if Hauck swears at me I'll scratch his out!" she declared, trem- bling in the glorious anticipation of her vengeance. "I'll , . . I'll scratch his out, anyway, for what he did to Nisikoos!" David stared at her. She was looking away from him, her eyes on the break between the mountains, and he noticed how tense her slender body had become and how tightly her hands were clenched. "They won't dare to touch me or swear at me when you are there," she added, with sublime faith. She turned in time to catch the look on his face. Swiftly the excite- ment faded ont of her own. She touched his arm, hesitatingly. 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