The World For Sale, Volume 1.

again in his arms and realized that a man's face was nearer to hers than any man's had ever been except that of her own father. Her eyes opened slowly,

," she whisp

to Lebanon." He spoke as calmly as he could, for there was a st

d swayed, and would have fallen but that Ingolby and a woman in black, who

p voice of the constable of Carillon, and he he

the stately woman in black who had come to her assistance. A dipper of water was brought,

thank him. Though deeply grateful, it was a trial beyond telling to be obliged to owe the debt of a

l that he had never held her in his arms, as she evidently desired him to feel. He ha

oined, quick humour shooting into her eyes. "I w

gain," he remarked. "We only do s

tively. Her half-opened lips did not fram

ith a sense of modesty, on the tips of the ears, veiling them slightly. The forehead was classic in its intellectual fulness; but the skin was so fresh, even when pale as now, and with such an underglow of vitality, that the woman in her, sex and the possibilities of sex, cast a glamour over the intellect and temperament showing in

long lines of her limbs, were not obscured by her absolutely plain gown of soft, light-brown linen. She was tall, but not too commanding, and, as her

, and the firm shapeliness of the chin itself, gave promise of great strength of will. From the glory of the crown of hai

s rare qualities, in her strange beauty, happenings which had nothing to do with the life she was living. So this duenna of Gabriel Druse's household, this aristocr

ide of a dying, friendless woman whom by chance she had come to know. In the street she had heard of

get here?" Fl

id you fly? You are so light, so thin, you could breathe yourself here," rejoined the girl, wit

walk now?" aske

course," Fleda answ

en her before. All, however, had heard of her and her father, the giant greybeard who moved and lived in an air of mystery, and apparently secret wealth, for more than once he had given large sums-large in the eyes of folks of moderate means, when charity was neede

drew just a little nearer, and presently one of the crowd

r," he shouted, and

other cried, and the noise was

ds?" another called in

s the choral reply. "Who

was the gay respons

on Rapids-shot '

a wagon which they had commandeered, and, about the same time

isher," cried Osterhaut.

obile face, stole towards her. In spite of the civilization which controlled him, he wore Indian moccasins and deerskin breeches, though his coat wa

d, and her eyes smiled at him as they had not smiled

and looked at her with s

way, Tekewani," she sai

do it, and

re!" he rejoined reproachfu

-all. You were my

Summer Song," he persisted. S

as the soul thinks. And I saw it all." There was something singularly akin in the

through deerskin curtains, to see through the rock, to behold the water beneath the earth, and the rocks beneat

the teeth of rocks beneath the

half-de

was not to die-i

It matters not what comes to Tekewani; he is as the leaf that falls from the stem; bu

"I will not do it

upraised, as one who greet

she added meaningly. "It wa

lack pressed h

e spirit that whispers over the earth out of the Other Earth. No one hears it but the great. The whisper only is for this

wered softly. "I did it because somethin

little, her eyes

ve learned to read? His life had been broken on the rock of civilization, but his simple soul had learned some elemental truths-not many, but the essential ones, without which there is no philosophy, no understanding. He knew Fleda Druse was thinking of

o home,"

arm raised, a hand waving, and a leer on his face. He was a thin, rather handsome, dissolute-looking fellow of middle height and

I escort the brave to the gates of Manitou. I escort the brave. I escort the bra

ender and capitalist of Manitou, had pressed his attentions upon her during the last year since he had returned from t

alut! Salut! Salut!" he said,

flushed w

monsieur," she

he apostrophized,

heeled him round, and then flung him a

hy. He was ready enough to defy the penalty of the law for assaulting a whit

he said. "Tekewani knows where the water's deepest." Then he turned and followed Fleda and

Ingolby. Then, amid the jeers of the crowd, he we