Colterandthemenwaitedonhersolicitously,andinsilence,nowandthenstealingfurtiveglancesatherfromundertheshadowoftheirblacksombreros。Thedarknightsettleddownlikeablanket。Therewerenostars。Thewindmoanedfitfullyamongthepines,andallaboutthatlonely,hiddenrecesswasinharmonywithEllen’sthoughts。
"Girl,y’u’reshoregame,"saidColter,admiringly。"An’Ireckony’unevergotitfromtheJorths。"
"Tadinthere——he’sgame,"saidQueen,inmildprotest。
"Nottomynotion,"repliedColter。"Anymancanbegamewhenhe’scroakin’,withsomebodyaround……ButLeeJorthan’Jackson——theyalwayswasyellowcleartotheirgizzards。TheywasborninLouisiana——notTexas……Shorethey’renomoreTexansthanIam。Ellenheah,shemusthavegotanotherstraininherblood。
ToEllentheirwordshadnomeaning。Sheroseandasked,"WherecanIsleep?"
"I’llfetchalightpresentlyan’y’ucanmakeyourbedintherebyTad,"repliedColter。
"Yes,I’dlikethat。"
"Wal,ify’ureckony’ucancoaxhimtotalkyou’reshorewrong,"declaredColter,withthatcoldtimbreofvoicethatstrucklikesteelonEllen’snerves。"Icussedhimgoodan’toldhimhe’dkeephismouthshut。Talkin’makeshimcoughan’thatfetchesuptheblood……Besides,IreckonI’mtheonetotelly’uhowyourdadan’unclegotkilled。Taddidn’tseeitdone,an’hewasbadhurtwhenithappened。Shoreallthefellarslefthavetheirideeabootit。
ButI’vegotitstraight。"
"Colter——tellmenow,"criedEllen。
"Wal,allright。Comeoverheah,"hereplied,anddrewherawayfromthecampfire,outintheshadowofgloom。"Poorkid!Ishorefeelbadabootit。"Heputalongarmaroundherwaistanddrewheragainsthim。Ellenfeltit,yetdidnotofferanyresistance。Allherfacultiesseemedabsorbedinamorbidandsadanticipation。
"Ellen,y’ushoreknowIalwayslovedy’u——nowdon’ty’u?"heasked,withsuppressedbreath。
"No,Colter。It’snewstome——an’notwhatIwanttoheah。"
"Wal,y’umayaswellheahitrightnow,"hesaid。"It’strue。
An’what’smore——yourdadgavey’utomebeforehedied。"
"What!Colter,y’umustbealiar。"
"Ellen,IswearI’mnotlyin’,"hereturned,ineagerpassion。"Iwaswithyourdadlastan’heardhimlast。HeshoreknewI’dlovedy’uforyears。An’hesaidhe’drathery’ubeleftinmycarethananybody’s。"
"Myfathergavemetoy’uinmarriage!"ejaculatedEllen,inbewilderment。
Colter’sreadyassurancedidnotcarryhimoverthispoint。Itwasevidentthatherwordssomewhatsurprisedanddisconcertedhimforthemoment。
"Toletmemarryarustler——oneoftheHashKnifeGang!"exclaimedEllen,withwearyincredulity。
"Wal,yourdadbelongedtoDaggs’sgang,sameasIdo,"repliedColter,recoveringhiscoolardor。
"No!"criedEllen。
"Yes,heshoredid,foryears,"declaredColter,positively。
"BackinTexas。An’itwasyourdadthatgotDaggstocometoArizona。"
Ellentriedtoflingherselfaway。Butherstrengthandherspiritwereebbing,andColterincreasedthepressureofhisarm。Allatonceshesanklimp。Couldsheescapeherfate?Nothingseemedlefttofightwithorfor。
"Allright——don’tholdme——sotight,"shepanted。"Nowtellmehowdadwaskilled……an’who——who——"
Colterbentoversohecouldpeerintoherface。InthedarknessEllenjustcaughtthegleamofhiseyes。Shefeltthevirileforceofthemaninthestrainofhisbodyashepressedherclose。Itallseemedunreal——ahideousdream——thegloom,themoanofthewind,theweirdsolitude,andthisrustlerwithhandandwilllikecoldsteel。
"We’dcomebacktoGreaves’sstore,"Colterbegan。"An’asGreaveswasdaidweallgotfreewithhisliquor。Shoresomeofusgotdrunk。
Brucewasdrunk,an’Tadinthere——hewasdrunk。Yourdadputawaymore’nIeverseenhim。Butshorehewasn’texactlydrunk。Hegotoneofthemweakan’shakyspells。Hecriedan’hewantedsomeofustogettheIsbelstocalloffthefightin’……Heshorewasreadytocallitquits。Ireckonthekillin’ofDaggs——an’thentheawfulwayGreaveswascutupbyJeanIsbel——tookallthefightoutofyourdad。Hesaidtome,’Colter,we’lltakeEllenan’leavethisheahcountry——an’beginlifealloveragain——wherenooneknowsus。’"
"Oh,didhereallysaythat?……Didhe——reallymeanit?"murmuredEllen,withasob。
"I’llswearitbythememoryofmydaidmother,"protestedColter。
"Wal,whennightcometheIsbelsrodedownonusinthedarkan’begantoshoot。Theysmashedinthedoor——triedtoburnusout——an’holleredaroundforawhile。Thentheyleftan’wereckonedthere’dbenomoretroublethatnight。Allthesamewekeptwatch。Iwasthesoberestonean’Ibossedthegang。Wehadsomequarrelsabootthedrinkin’。Yourdadsaidifwekeptitupit’dbetheendoftheJorths。An’heplannedtosendwordtotheIsbelsnextmawnin’thathewasreadyforatruce。
An’IwastogofixitupwithGastonIsbel。Wal,yourdadwenttobedinGreaves’sroom,an’alittlewhilelateryouruncleJacksonwentinthere,too。Someofthemenlaiddowninthestorean’wenttosleep。
Ikeptguardtillabootthreeinthemawnin’。An’IgotsosleepyI
couldn’tholdmyeyesopen。SoIwakedupWellsan’Slateran’setthemonguard,oneateachendofthestore。ThenIlaiddownonthecountertotakeanap。"
Colter’slowvoice,thestrainandbreathlessnessofhim,theagitationwithwhichheappearedtobelaboring,andespeciallythesimple,matter—of—factdetailofhisstory,carriedabsoluteconvictiontoEllenJorth。Hervaguedoubtofhimhadbeencreatedbyhisattitudetowardher。Emotiondominatedherintelligence。Theimages,thescenescalledupbyColter’swords,wereastrueasthegloomofthewildgulchandthelonelinessofthenightsolitude——astrueasthestrangefactthatshelaypassiveinthearmofarustler。
"Wall,afterawhileIwokeup,"wentonColter,clearinghisthroat。
"Itwasgraydawn。Allwasasstillasdeath……An’somethin’shorewaswrong。Wellsan’Slaterhadgottodrinkin’againan’nowlaiddaiddrunkorasleep。Anyways,whenIkickedthemtheynevermoved。ThenI
heardamoan。Itcamefromtheroomwhereyourdadan’unclewas。I
wentin。Itwasjustlightenoughtosee。YouruncleJacksonwaslayin’
onthefloor——cuthalfintwo——daidasadoornail……Yourdadlayonthebed。Hewasalive,breathin’hislast……Hesays,’Thathalf—breedIsbel——knifedus——whileweslept!’……Thewindershutterwasopen。IseenwhereJeanIsbelhadcomeinan’goneout。Iseenhismoccasintracksinthedirtoutsidean’Iseenwherehe’dsteppedinJackson’sbloodan’trackedittothewinder。Y’ushorecanseethembloodytracksyourself,ify’ugobacktoGreaves’sstore……
Yourdadwasgoin’fast……Hesaid,’Colter——takecareofEllen,’
an’Ireckonhemeantalotbythat。Hekeptsayin’,’MyGod!ifI’donlyseenGastonIsbelbeforeitwastoolate!’an’thenheravedalittle,whisperin’outofhishaid……An’afterthathedied……
Iwokeupthemen,an’abootsunupwecarriedyourdadan’uncleoutoftownan’buriedthem……An’themIsbelsshotatuswhilewewereburyin’ourdaid!That’swhereTadgothishurt……ThenwehitthetrailforJorth’sranch……Annow,Ellen,that’sallmystory。
Yourdadwasreadytoburythehatchetwithhisoldenemy。An’thatNezPerceJeanIsbel,likethesneakin’savageheis,murderedyourunclean’yourdad……Cuthimhorrible——madehimsuffertorturesofhell——allforIsbelrevenge!"
WhenColter’shuskyvoiceceasedEllenwhisperedthroughlipsascoldandstillasice,"Letmego……leaveme——heah——alone!"
"Why,shore!IreckonIunderstand,"repliedColter。"Ihatedtotelly’u。Buty’uhadtoheahthetruthabootthathalf—breed……
I’llcarryyourpackinthecabinan’unrollyourblankets。"
Releasingher,Colterstrodeoffinthegloom。Likeadeadweight,Ellenbegantoslideuntilsheslippeddownfulllengthbesidethelog。
Andthenshelayinthecool,dampshadow,inertandlifelesssofarasoutwardphysicalmovementwasconcerned。Shesawnothingandfeltnothingofthenight,thewind,thecold,thefallingdew。Forthemomentorhourshewascrushedbydespair,andseemedtoseeherselfsinkingdownanddownintoablack,bottomlesspit,intoanabysswheremurkytidesofbloodandfuriousgustsofpassioncontendedbetweenherbodyandhersoul。Intothestormyblastofhell!Inherdespairshelonged,sheachedfordeath。Bornofinfidelity,cursedbyataintofevilblood,furthercursedbyhigherinstinctforgoodandhappylife,draggedfromonelonelyandwildandsordidspottoanother,neverknowingloveorpeaceorjoyorhome,lefttothecompanionshipofviolentandvilemen,drivenbyastrangefatetolovewithunquenchableandinsupportablelovea’half—breed,asavage,anIsbel,thehereditaryenemyofherpeople,andatlastthe。ruthlessmurdererofherfather——
whatinthenameofGodhadshelefttolivefor?Revenge!Aneyeforaneye!Alifeforalife!ButshecouldnotkillJeanIsbel。
Woman’slovecouldturntohate,butnottheloveofEllenJorth。
Hecoulddragherbythehairinthedust,beather,andmakeherathingtoloathe,andcuthermortallyinhissavageandimplacablethirstforrevenge——butwithherlastgaspshewouldwhispershelovedhimandthatshehadliedtohimtokillhisfaith。Itwasthat——hisstrangefaithinherpurity——whichhadwonherlove。Ofallmen,thatheshouldbetheonetorecognizethetruthofher,thewomanhoodyetunsullied——howstrange,howterrible,howoverpowering!False,indeed,wasshetotheJorths!FalseashermotherhadbeentoanIsbel!
ThisagonyanddestructionofhersoulwasthebitterDeadSeafruit——thesinsofherparentsvisiteduponher。
"I’llenditall,"shewhisperedtothenightshadowsthathoveredoverher。Nocowardwasshe——nofearofpainormangledfleshordeathorthemysterioushereaftercouldeverstayher。Itwouldbeeasy,itwouldbealastthrill,atransportofself—abasementandsupremeself—proofofherloveforJeanIsbeltokisstheRimrockwherehisfeethadtrodandthenflingherselfdownintothedepths。ShewasthelastJorth。SothewrongedIsbelswouldbeavenged。
"Buthewouldneverknow——neverknow——Iliedtohim!"shewailedtothenightwind。
Shewaslost——lostonearthandtohopeofheaven。Shehadrightneithertolivenortodie。Shewasnothingbutalittleweedalongthetrailoflife,trampledupon,buriedinthemud。Shewasnothingbutasinglerottenthreadinatangledwebofloveandhateandrevenge。
Andshehadbroken。
Lowerandlowersheseemedtosink。Wastherenoendtothisgulfofdespair?IfColterhadreturnedhewouldhavefoundheraragandatoy——acreaturedegraded,fitforhisvileembrace。Tobethrustdeeperintothemire——tobepunishedfittinglyforherbetrayalofaman’snobleloveandherownwomanhood——tobemadeanendof,body,mind,andsoul。
ButColterdidnotreturn。
Thewindmourned,theowlshooted,theleavesrustled,theinsectswhisperedtheirmelancholynightsong,thecamp—fireflickeredandfaded。
ThenthewildforestlandseemedtocloseimponderablyoverEllen。Allthatshewailedinherdeapair,allthatsheconfessedinherabasement,wastrue,andhardaslifecouldbe——butshebelongedtonature。Ifnaturehadnotfailedher,hadGodfailedher?Itwasthere——thelonelylandoftreeandfernandflowerandbrook,fullofwildbirdsandbeasts,wherethemossyrockscouldspeakandthesolitudehadears,whereshehadalwaysfeltherselfunutterablyapartofcreation。Thusawaveringsparkofhopequiveredthroughtheblacknessofhersoulandgatheredlight。
Thegloomofthesky,theshiftingcloudsofdullshade,splitasundertoshowaglimpseofaradiantstar,piercinglywhite,cold,pure,asteadfasteyeoftheuniverse,beyondallunderstandingandillimitablewithitsmeaningofthepastandthepresentandthefuture。Ellenwatchedituntilthedriftingcloudsoncemorehiditfromherstrainedsight。
Whathadthatstartodowithhell?Shemightbecrushedanddestroyedbylife,butwastherenotsomethingbeyond?Justtobeborn,justtosuffer,justtodie——couldthatbeall?DespairdidnotlooseitsholdonEllen,thestrifeandpangofherbreastdidnotsubside。Butwiththelonghoursandthestrangeclosinginoftheforestaroundherandthefleetingglimpseofthatwonderfulstar,withasubtledivinationofthemeaningofherbeatingheartandthrobbingmind,and,lastly,withavoicethunderingatherconsciencethataman’sfaithinawomanmustnotbegreater,nobler,thanherfaithinGodandeternity——withtheseshecheckedthedarkflightofhersoultowarddestruction。
CHAPTERXII
Achill,gray,somberdawnwasbreakingwhenEllendraggedherselfintothecabinandcreptunderherblankets,theretosleepthesleepofexhaustion。
Whensheawokethehourappearedtobelateafternoon。Sunandskyshonethroughthesunkenanddecayedroofoftheoldcabin。Heruncle,TadJorth,layuponablanketbedupheldbyacrudecouchofboughs。
Thelightfelluponhisface,pale,lined,castinastillmoldofsuffering。Hewasnotdead,forsheheardhisrespiration。
ThefloorunderneathEllen’sblanketswasbareclay。SheandJorthwerealoneinthiscabin。Itcontainednothingbesidestheirbedsandarankgrowthofweedsalongthedecayedlowerlogs。Halfofthecabinhadarudeceilingofrough—hewnboardswhichformedakindofloft。
Thisatticextendedthroughtotheadjoiningcabin,formingtheceilingoftheporch—likespacebetweenthetwostructures。Therewasnopartition。Aladderoftwoaspensaplings,peggedtothelogs,andwithbracesbetweenforsteps,leduptotheattic。
Ellensmelledwoodsmokeandtheodoroffryingmeat,andsheheardthevoicesofmen。ShelookedouttoseethatSlaterandSomershadjoinedtheirparty——anadditionthatmighthavestrengtheneditfordefense,butdidnotlendherownsituationanythingfavorable。Somershadalwaysappearedtheonebesttoavoid。
Colterespiedherandcalledherto"Comean’feedyourpaleface。"
Hiscomradeslaughed,notloudly,butguardedly,asifnoisewassomethingtoavoid。Nevertheless,theyawokeTadJorth,whobegantotossandmoanonthebed。
Ellenhurriedtohissideandatonceascertainedthathehadahighfeverandwasinacriticalcondition。Everytimehetossedheopenedawoundinhisrightbreast,ratherhighup。Forallshecouldsee,nothinghadbeendoneforhimexceptthebindingofascarfroundhisneckandunderhisarm。Thisscantbandagehadworkedloose。Goingtothedoor,shecalledout:
"Fetchmesomewater。"WhenColterbroughtit,Ellenwasrummaginginherpackforsomeclothingortowelthatshecoulduseforbandages。
"Weren’tanyofy’udecentenoughtolookaftermyuncle?"shequeried。
"Huh!Wal,whatthehell!"rejoinedColter。"Weshoredidallwecould。
Ireckony’uthinkitwasn’tatoughjobtopackhimuptheRim。Hewasdoneforthenan’Isaidso。"
"I’lldoallIcanforhim,"saidEllen。
"Shore。Goahaid。WhenIgetpluggedorknifedbythathalf—breedIshorehopey’u’llberoundtonurseme。"
"Y’useemtobeprettyshoreofyourfate,Colter。"
"Shoreashell!"hebitout,darkly。"SomerssawIsbelan’hisgangtrailin’ustotheJorthranch。"
"Arey’ugoin’tostayheah——an’waitforthem?"
"ShoreI’vebeenquarrelin’withthefellarsoutthereoverthatveryquestion。I’mforleavin’thecountry。ButQueen,thedamngunfighter,isdaidsettokillthatcowman,Blue,whosworehewasKingFisher,theoldTexasoutlaw。NonebutQueenarespoilin’foranotherfight。
Allthesametheywon’tleaveTadJorthheahalone。"
ThenColterleanedinatthedoorandwhispered:"Ellen,Icain’tbossthisoutfit。Solet’sy’uan’meshake’em。I’vegotyourdad’sgold。
Let’srideoffto—nightan’shakethiscountry。"
Colter,mutteringunderhisbreath,leftthedoorandreturnedtohiscomrades。Ellenhadreceivedherfirstintimationofhiscowardice;
andhismentionofherfather’sgoldstartedatrainofthoughtthatpersistedinspiteofhereffortstoputallhermindtoattendingheruncle。Hegrewconsciousenoughtorecognizeherworkingoverhim,andthankedherwithalookthattouchedEllendeeply。Itchangedthedirectionofhermind。Hissufferingandimminentdeath,whichshewasabletoalleviateandretardsomewhat,workeduponherpityandcompassionsothatsheforgotherownplight。Halfthenightshewastendinghim,coolinghisfever,holdinghimquiet。Wellsherealizedthatbutforherministrationshewouldhavedied。Atlengthhewenttosleep。
AndEllen,sittingbesidehiminthelonely,silentdarknessofthatlatehour,receivedagaintheintimationofnature,thosevagueandnamelessstirringsofherinnermostbeing,thosewhisperingsoutofthenightandtheforestandthesky。Somethinggreatwouldnotletgoofhersoul。Shepondered。
AttentiontothewoundedmanoccupiedEllen;andsoonsheredoubledheractivitiesinthisregard,findinginthemsomethingofprotectionagainstColter。
Hehadwaylaidherasshewenttoaspringforwater,andwithalungelikethatofabearhehadtriedtoembraceher。ButEllenhadbeentooquick。
"Wal,arey’ugoin’awaywithme?"hedemanded。
"No。I’llstickbymyuncle,"shereplied。
Thatmotiveofhersseemedtoobstructhiswill。EllenwaskeentoseethatColterandhiscomradeswereatalaststandanddisintegratingunderaseverestrain。Nerveandcourageoftheopenandthewildtheypossessed,butonlyinalimiteddegree。Colterseemedobsessedbyhispassionforher,andthoughElleninherstubbornpridedidnotyetfearhim,sherealizedsheoughtto。Afterthatincidentshewatchedclosely,neverleavingheruncle’sbedsideexceptwhenColterwasabsent。Oneormoreofthemenkeptconstantlookoutsomewheredownthecanyon。
Dayafterdaypassedonthewingsofsuspense,ofwatching,ofministeringtoheruncle,ofwaitingforsomehourthatseemedfixed。
Colterwaslikeahounduponhertrail。Ateveryturnhewastheretoimportunehertorunoffwithhim,tofrightenherwiththemenaceoftheIsbels,tobeghertogiveherselftohim。Itcametopassthattheonlyreliefshehadwaswhensheatewiththemenorbarredthecabindooratnight。Notmuchrelief,however,wasthereintheshutandbarreddoor。WithonethrustofhispowerfularmColtercouldhavecaveditin。HeknewthisaswellasEllen。Stillshedidnothavethefearsheshouldhavehad。Therewasherriflebesideher,andthoughshedidnotallowhermindtorundarklyonitspossibleuse,stillthefactofitsbeingthereathandsomehowstrengthenedher。
Colterwasacatplayingwithamouse,butnotyetsureofhisquarry。
Ellencametoknowhourswhenshewasweak——weakphysically,mentally,spiritually,morally——whenunderthesheerweightofthisfrightfulandgrowingburdenofsuspenseshewasnotcapableoffightinghermisery,herabasement,herlowebbofvitality,andatthesametimewhollywithstandingColter’sadvances。
Hewouldcomeintothecabinand,utterlyindifferenttoTadJorth,hewouldtrytomakeboldandunrestrainedlovetoEllen。Whenhecaughtherinoneofherunresistingmomentsandwasabletoholdherinhisarmsandkissherheseemedtobebesidehimselfwiththewonderofher。Atsuchmoments,ifhehadanysoftnessorgentlenessinhim,theyexpressedthemselvesinhissoonerorlaterlettinghergo,whenapparentlyshewasabouttofaint。SoitmusthavebecomefascinatinglyfixedinColter’smindthatattimesEllenrepulsedhimwithscornandatotherscouldnotresisthim。
Ellenhadescapedtwocrisesinherrelationwiththisman,andasamorbiddoubt,likeapoisonousfungus,begantostranglehermind,sheinstinctivelydivinedthattherewasanapproachingandfinalcrisis。Noupliftofherspiritcamethistime——nointimations——nowhisperings。Howhorribleitallwas!Tolongtobegoodandnoble——torealizethatshewasneither——tosinklowerdaybyday!Mustshedecaytherelikeoneoftheserottinglogs?Worstofall,then,wastheinsinuatingandever—growinghopelessness。Whatwastheuse?
Whatdiditmatter?WhowouldeverthinkofEllenJorth?"OGod!"
shewhisperedinherdistraction,"istherenothingleft——nothingatall?"
AperiodofseveraldaysoflesstormenttoEllenfollowed。HeruncleapparentlytookaturnforthebetterandColterletheralone。ThislastcircumstancenonplusedEllen。ShewasatalosstounderstanditunlesstheIsbelmenacenowencroacheduponColtersoformidablythathehadforgottenherforthepresent。
ThenonebrightAugustmorning,whenshehadjustbeguntorelaxhereternalvigilanceandbreathewithoutoppression,Colterencounteredherand,darklysilentandfierce,hegraspedheranddrewheroffherfeet。Ellenstruggledviolently,butthetotalsurprisehaddeprivedherofstrength。Andthatparalyzingweaknessassailedherasneverbefore。WithoutapparenteffortColtercarriedher,stridingrapidlyawayfromthecabinsintotheborderofsprucetreesatthefootofthecanyonwall。
"Colter——where——oh,whereareY’utakin’me?"shefoundvoicetocryout。
"ByGod!Idon’tknow,"hereplied,withstrong,vibrantpassion。
"Iwasafoolnottocarryy’uofflongago。ButIwaited。Iwashopin’y’u’dloveme!……An’nowthatIsbelganghascorralledus。
Somersseenthehalf—breedupontherocks。An’Springerseentherestofthemsneakin’around。Irunbackaftermyhorsean’y’u。"
"ButUncleTad!……Wemustn’tleavehimalone,"criedEllen。
"We’vegotto,"repliedColter,grimly。"Tadshorewon’tworryy’unomore——soonasJeanIsbelgetstohim。"
"Oh,letmestay,"imploredEllen。"Iwillsavehim。"
Colterlaughedattheutterabsurdityofherappealandclaim。
Suddenlyhesetherdownuponherfeet。"Standstill,"heordered。
Ellensawhisbigbayhorse,saddled,withpackandblanket,tiedthereintheshadeofaspruce。WithswifthandsColteruntiedhimandmountedhim,scarcelymovinghispiercinggazefromEllen。Hereachedtograspher。"Upwithy’u!……Putyourfootinthestirrup!"Hiswill,likehispowerfularm,wasirresistibleforEllenatthatmoment。Shefoundherselfswungupbehindhim。Thenthehorseplungedaway。WhatwiththehardmotionandColter’sirongrasponherEllenwasinapainfulposition。Herkneesandfeetcameintoviolentcontactwithbranchesandsnags。Hegallopedthehorse,tearingthroughthedensethicketofwillowsthatservedtohidetheentrancetothesidecanyon,andwhenoutinthelargerandmoreopencanyonheurgedhimtoarun。PresentlywhenColterputthehorsetoaslowriseofground,therebybringinghimtoawalk,itwasjustintimetosaveEllenaseriousbruising。Againthesunlightappearedtoshadeover。
Theywereinthepines。SuddenlywithbackwardlungeColterhaltedthehorse。Ellenheardayell。SherecognizedQueen’svoice。
"Turnback,Colter!Turnback!"
WithanoathColterwheeledhismount。"IfIdidn’trunplumpintothem,"heejaculated,harshly。Andscarcelyhadthegoadedhorsegottenastartwhenashotrangout。Ellenfeltaviolentshock,asifhermomentumhadsuddenlymetwithacheck,andthenshefeltherselfwrenchedfromColter,fromthesaddle,andpropelledintotheair。
Shealightedonsoftgroundandthickgrass,andwasunhurtsavefortheviolentwrenchandshakingthathadrenderedherbreathless。BeforeshecouldriseColterwaspullingather,liftinghertoherfeet。Shesawthehorselyingwithbloodyhead。Tallpinesloomedallaround。
Anotherriflecracked。"Run!"hissedColter,andheboundedoff,draggingherbythehand。Anotheryellpealedout。"Hereweare,Colter!"。AgainitwasQueen’sshrillvoice。Ellenranwithallhermight,herheartinherthroat,hersightfailingtorecordmorethanablurofpassingpinesandablankgreenwallofspruce。Thenshelostherbalance,wasfalling,yetcouldnotfallbecauseofthatsteelgriponherhand,andwasdragged,andfinallycarried,intoadenseshade。Shewasblinded。Thetreeswhirledandfaded。Voicesandshotssoundedfaraway。Thensomethingblackseemedtobewipedacrossherfeeling。
Itturnedtogray,tomovingblankness,todim,hazyobjects,spectralandtall,likeblanketedtrees,andwhenEllenfullyrecoveredconsciousnessshewasbeingcarriedthroughtheforest。
"Wal,littleone,thatwasacloseshavefory’u,"saidColter’shardvoice,growingclearer。"Reckonyourkeelin’overwasnaturalenough。"
Heheldherlightlyinbotharms,herheadrestingabovehisleftelbow。
Ellensawhisfaceasagrayblur,thentakingsharperoutline,untilitstoodoutdistinctly,paleandclammy,witheyescoldandwonderfulintheirintenseflare。AsshegazedupwardColterturnedhisheadtolookbackthroughthewoods,andhismotionbetrayedakeen,wildvigilance。Theveinsofhislean,brownneckstoodoutlikewhipcords。
Twocomradeswerestalkingbesidehim。Ellenheardtheirstealthysteps,andshefeltColtersheerfromonesideortheother。Theywereproceedingcautiously,fearfuloftherear,butnotwhollytrustingtothefore。
"Reckonwe’dbettergoslowan’lookbeforeweleap,"saidonewhosevoiceEllenrecognizedasSpringer’s。
"Shore。Thatopenslopeain’ttomylikin’,withourNezPercefriendprowlin’round,"drawledColter,ashesetEllendownonherfeet。
Anotheroftherustlerslaughed。"Say,can’thetwinklethroughtheforest?Ihadfourshotsathim。Hardertohitthanaturkeyrunnin’
crossways。"
Thisfacetiousspeakerwastheevil—visaged,sardonicSomers。
Hecarriedtworiflesandworetwobeltsofcartridges。
"Ellen,shorey’uain’tsodaidwhiteasy’uwas,"observedColter,andhechuckedherunderthechinwithfamiliarhand。"Setdownheah。
Idon’twanty’ustoppin’anybullets。An’there’snotellin’。"
Ellenwasgladtocomplywithhiswish。Shehadbeguntorecoverwitsandstrength,yetshestillfeltshaky。Sheobservedthattheirpositionthenwasontheedgeofawell—woodedslopefromwhichshecouldseethegrassycanyonfloorbelow。Theywereonalevelbench,projectingoutfromthemaincanyonwallthatloomedgrayandruggedandpinefringed。
SomersandCotterandSpringergavecarefulattentiontoallpointsofthecompass,especiallyinthedirectionfromwhichtheyhadcome。
Theyevidentlyanticipatedbeingtrailedorcircledorheadedoff,butdidnotmanifestmuchconcern。Somerslitacigarette;Springerwipedhisfacewithagrimyhandandcountedtheshellsinhisbelt,whichappearedtobehalfempty。Colterstretchedhislongnecklikeavultureandpeereddowntheslopeandthroughtheaislesoftheforestuptowardthecanyonrim。
"Listen!"hesaid,tersely,andbenthisheadalittletooneside,eartotheslightbreeze。