Prev | Current Page 330 | Next

Smith, Alice Prescott

"Montlivet"

The women of the name you bear have often had the
same burden laid on them and have carried it nobly. Yet I know that
your courage will match and overreach anything they have shown. I
salute you, madame, in homage. I shall come to you the moment that I
may."
I subscribed myself her husband. Yet even the Indians gossiped that
the eagle's nest was empty. Well, I had work on hand.
So I found Cadillac. I told him in five minutes what it had taken me
five hours to learn.
"We must give our strength now to winning the Hurons," I said. "I will
work with them this afternoon. If we can get through this one night
safely I think we can carry the council."
Cadillac shrugged, but sped me on my way. "Be careful of to-night. Be
careful of to-night," he repeated monotonously. His eyes were growing
bloodshot from anxiety and loss of sleep.
The afternoon slipped away from me like running water, yet I wasted no
word or look. I dropped my old custom of letting my tongue win the way
for my ears, and I dealt out blunt questions like a man at a forge. At
one point I was foiled. I could not discover whether Starling--whom
personally I had not seen--was in communication with the Hurons.


Pages:
318 319 320 321 322 323 324 325 326 327 328 329 330 331 332 333 334 335 336 337 338 339 340 341 342
brak autoryzacji wymiana linkow 905 no auth nieautoryzowano