Wild Youth, Volume 1. by Gilbert Parker
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page 81 of 85 (95%)
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feel cold because you're upset and nervous."
"I'm frightened," she answered; "frightened of everything. Listen! Don't you hear something stirring--there!" She peered fearfully into the dusk behind them. "Probably," he answered. "There are lots of prairie dogs and things about. The more you listen, the more you hear on the prairie, especially at night." There was silence for a moment, and then he added: "My broncho'll steer straight for Slow Down Ranch, and that'll bring my men. You can be quite sure there'll be a search-party out from Tralee, too, at the first streak of dawn. You can't make the journey, so the only thing to be done is to wait here. That coat will keep you from getting cold, and I'll cut a lot of long grass and make you a bed here. Also, the grass is warm, and I'll cover you with it and with pine branches." "I can't lie down," she answered. "No, I can't; I'm afraid. It's all so strange, and to-morrow, he--" "There's nothing to be frightened about," he interrupted. "Nothing at all, Louise." It was the first time he had ever addressed her by name, and it made her shiver with a new feeling. It seemed to tell a long, long story without words. "You must do what I ask you to do--whatever I ask you to do," he repeated. "Will you?" |
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