The Courage of Captain Plum by James Oliver Curwood
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and then, before the others had seen, she looked again at Strang. She
had discovered him and yet she had not revealed her discovery! Nathaniel could have shouted for joy. She had seen him, had recognized him! And because she had not cried out she wanted him! He drew his pistol from its holster and waited. If she signaled for him, if she called him, he would burst the window. The girl was talking now and as she talked she lifted her eyes. Nathaniel pressed his face close against the window, and smiled. That would let her know he was a friend. She seemed to answer him with a little nod and he fancied that her eyes glowed with a mute appeal for his assistance. But only for an instant, and then they turned again to the king. Not until that moment did Nathaniel notice upon her bosom a bunch of crumpled lilacs. From below the iron grip of the councilor dragged him down. "That's enough," he whispered. "That's enough--for to-night." He saw the pistol in Nathaniel's hand and gave a sudden breathless cry. "Nat--Nat--" He caught Captain Plum's free hand in his. "Tell me this, Obadiah Price," whispered the master of the _Typhoon_, "who is she?" The councilor stood on tiptoe to answer. "They are the six wives of Strang, Nat!" "But the other?" demanded Nathaniel. "The other--" |
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