"No," he grinned; "I ran a good part of it. When I came in a few minutes ago I was dead from the waist down; but I am all right now. You sit down and drink broth while I skin this rabbit. It"s a juicy one--as fat as b.u.t.ter."
Fifteen minutes later the rabbit was stewing in the larger skillet, and Prime found time to ask Lucetta how she was feeling.
"Just plain hungry," she returned. "The fever hasn"t come back any more, and if I ever have a medicine-chest of my own there will be boneset in it; great, big, smelly packages of it. Aren"t you going to let me make a bit of bread to eat with that delicious gravy broth?"
"If it won"t tire you too much," he consented, and at that he sat back and watched her while she mixed the bread, a housewifely little figure kneeling before the fire and patting the dough into a cake with hands that not all the rough work of the adventure weeks had made misshapen.
Somewhat beyond this they made their post-midnight meal, and were once more light-hearted and care-free. In the aftermath of it, when Prime had lighted his homemade pipe, they were even buoyant enough to plan for the future.
"We"ll go on again to-morrow, shan"t we?" the young woman a.s.sumed. "We can"t be so very far from the towns now, with the river grown so large."
"I fancy we are nearer than we thought we were," Prime replied. "Over to the west, where I went this afternoon, there is another and still larger river. On its banks the timber has all been cut off and there is nothing but second and third growth. It is a safe bet that the two rivers come together a little below here, and if we are not stopped by our inability to cross the bigger river----"
"We are not going to be stopped," she prophesied hopefully. "I have a feeling that our troubles, or the worst of them, are all over."
Prime smiled. "The joyous reaction is still with you, but that is all right and just as it should be. We"ll keep on going until we come to a town or a railroad, and then----"
She was sufficiently light-hearted to laugh with him when he glanced down at his torn and travel-worn clothes.
"And then we shall be arrested for tramps," she finished for him. "There is one consolation--neither of us will look any worse than the other."
"When we find a town we shall find clothes," he a.s.serted. "Luckily we have English money to buy with."
"Would you--would you spend that money?" she asked, half fearfully.
"Why not? I"d hock the dead men themselves if we had them and there wasn"t any other way to raise the wind. But I have some good, old-fashioned American money, too."
"I shall have to borrow of you when we get to where we can buy things,"
she said, with a sudden access of shyness that was new to him. "I had a purse with a little money in it that night at Quebec, but it disappeared."
"What is mine is yours, Lucetta; surely you don"t have to be told that, at this stage of the game."
"Thank you," she said softly. "That goes with everything else you have done for me." Then, after a pause: "Will you tell the other girl about this--about this adventure of ours, Donald?"
"Don"t you think I ought to tell her? Isn"t it her right to know?"
She took time to consider.
"I"m not sure; women are singular about some things; they don"t always understand. Perhaps they don"t care to understand--too much. Then there is always the difficulty of explaining things just as they were. I could tell better if I knew the girl. Is she young?"
"Why, y-yes--some years younger than I am. But she is all kinds of sensible."
"Is she in New York?"
"No," he answered soberly. "She is not in New York."
She took it as a hint that she was not to ask any more questions about the girl and changed the subject abruptly.
"Shall you go and look for Mr. Grider after we find a railroad?"
"Not immediately. I shall first see you safe at home in your girls"-school town in Ohio," he a.s.sured her firmly.
"Oh, that won"t be necessary," she protested. "I have travelled alone many times. And I have my return ticket; or I shall have it when I get back to Quebec."
"Nevertheless, I am going home with you," Prime insisted stubbornly.
"It is up to me to see you out of this, and I shall make a job of it while I am about it. When it is done I shall come back to Canada to find out who shanghaied us and what for. And when I find the people who did it they are going to pay for it."
"Even if they include Mr. Grider?"
"Yes, by Jove! Even if the man higher up happens to be Watson Grider. I don"t mind the kidnapping so much for myself, but the man doesn"t live, Lucetta, who can make you go through what you have gone through in the past month and get away with it."
"I don"t ask you to fight for me, Donald," she interposed. "And, besides, it hasn"t been all bad--or has it?"
"We have agreed every little while, between jolts, that it hasn"t. I"ll go further now, and say that it is the finest, truest, happiest thing that has ever happened to me--hardships and all."
"You mean because it has given you new working material?"
"No; I wasn"t thinking so much of that, though the new material, and more especially the new angle, are worth something, of course. But there are bigger consequences than these--for me--Lucetta." Then he broke off and plunged headlong into something else. "How much of an income should a man have before he can ask a girl to marry him? Does the Domestic Science course include any such practical data as that?"
"Is that all you are waiting for?" she inquired, ignoring his question.
"Have you asked the girl?"
"No; I haven"t asked her yet. And the money is the main thing that I shall be waiting for from this time on."
"I should say it would depend entirely upon the girl--upon what she had been used to."
"I think--she hasn"t--been used to having things made so very soft for her," he answered rather uncertainly. "But she has at least one ambition that is going to ask for a good chunk of money at first, until she--until she gets ready to--to settle down."
"And that is----?"
The suggestive query was never answered.
[Ill.u.s.tration: "None o" that, now! Ye"ll be puttin" yer hands up ower yer heids--the baith o" ye--or it"ll be the waur f"r ye!"]
As Prime laid his pipe aside and was about to speak, the dark backgrounding of shadows beyond the circle of firelight filled suddenly with a rush of men. Prime saw the glint of the firelight upon a pair of brown gun-barrels, and when he mechanically reached for his own weapon a harsh voice with a broad Scottish burr in it broke raggedly into the stillness.
"None o" that, now! Ye"ll be puttin" yer hands up ower yer heids--the baith o" ye--or it"ll be the waur f"r ye! I"d have ye know I"m an under-sheriff o" this deestrict, and ye"ll be reseestin" the officers o"
the law at yer eril!"
XIX
IN DURANCE VILE
PRIME stood up, spreading his empty hands in reasonable token of submission.