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Smith, Alice Prescott

"Montlivet"

It is a crucial time,
and he is acting like a madman. His anxiety about you has unbalanced
him. Bring him to reason, madame."
I saw her steal a glance at me as a girl might at her lover, and there
was a strange, fierce pride in her look. She bowed to Cadillac. "I am
glad you told me this, monsieur." Then she turned to me. "Shall we
go?"
But I looked over her head at the commandant. "It will be useless to
keep the tribes in waiting," I warned.
I went to Onanguisse, the woman on my arm. "My heart is at your feet,"
I said to him. "My blood belongs to you, and my sword!'"
He looked at the woman and at me, and he spoke thoughtfully. "When I
found her in my lodge we had no speech in common, but I understood. I
brought her to you. Now keep what you have. The best fisherman may
let a fish slip once from his net by accident, but his wits are fat if
he lets it go a second time."
I knew he was troubled. He saw no possession in my face, and he
thought me weak.
And then I took the woman to Cadillac's tent.


CHAPTER XXXII
I TELL THE WOMAN
Cadillac's tent held a couch of brush covered with skins, and I led the
woman to it and bade her sit. Then I moved away and stood by the rough
table.


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