Viola Gwyn

Chapter 36

"Yes, if it is any comfort to you, Rachel Carter," he said, acute pity in his eyes. "I cannot resist saying, however, that you have not spared yourself. It cost you a great deal to pay one of the debts he left for you to settle. I shall not forget it."

She arose and all the humility fell away from her. Once more she was the strong, indomitable,--even formidable,--figure he had come to know so well. Her bosom swelled, her shoulders straightened, and into her deep-set, sombre eyes came the unflinching light of determination.

"Then we are done with that," she said quietly. "I have asked no favours save this last one for myself,--but it is a greater one than you may think. You know everything now, Kenneth. You have called me Rachel Carter. Was it divination or was it stubborn memory?

I wonder. So far as I know, you are the only person left in the world who knows that I was not his wife, the only one who knows that I am still Rachel Carter. No matter what this man Braley may know, or what he may tell, he--But we are wasting time. Viola must be wondering. Now as to this plan of Barry Lapelle"s. I think I can safely a.s.sure you that nothing will come of it."

"Then, you knew about it before I told you?" he exclaimed.

"No. You brought me word of Jasper Suggs this morning. You said he was staying at Martin Hawk"s cabin. You may have forgotten what I said to you at the time. Now you bring me word that Barry Lapelle"s plot was hatched at Martin Hawk"s. Well, this afternoon I went to the Court House and swore out a warrant charging Martin Hawk with stealing some of my yearling calves and sheep. That warrant is now in the hands of the sheriff. It will be served before another day is gone."

"That"s pretty sharp work," he said, but still a little puzzled.

"Naturally it will upset Barry"s plans, but Suggs is still to be accounted for. You mentioned something about charging him with a murder back in--"

"I guess that can wait till another day," said she, with a smile that he did not quite understand. "It would be rather stupid of me, don"t you think, to have him arrested?"

"You said he was not the kind of a man to be taken alive," he remarked, knitting his brows.

"I think I said something of the kind. The name of Simon Braley is known from one end of this State to the other. It is a name to conjure fear with. Every Indian uprising in the past ten years has had Braley"s name connected with it. It was he who led the band of Chippewas twelve years ago when they ma.s.sacred some fifteen or eighteen women and children in a settlement on White River while their men were off in the fields at work. Isn"t it rather significant that the renegade Simon Braley should turn up in these parts at a time when Black Hawk is--But that is neither here nor there. My warrant calls for the arrest of Martin Hawk. For more than two years Hawk has been suspected of stealing livestock down on the Wea, but no one has ever been willing to make a specific charge against him.

He is very cunning and he has always covered his tracks."

"Do you think he will resist the sheriff? I mean, is there likely to be fighting?"

"It all depends on whether Martin is caught napping," she replied in a most casual manner. "By the way, has Isaac Stain told you much about himself?"

Kenneth could not repress a smile. "He has mentioned one or two affairs of the heart."

"His sister was one of the women ma.s.sacred by the Chippewas down on White River that time. She was the young wife of a settler. Isaac will be overjoyed when he finds out that Jasper Suggs and Simon Braley are one and the same person."

He was speechless for a moment, comprehension coming slowly to him. "By all that"s holy!" he exclaimed, something like awe in his voice. "I am beginning to understand. Stain will be one of the sheriff"s party?"

"We will stop at his cabin on the way to Hawk"s," she replied. "If he chooses to join us after I have told him who I think this man Suggs really is, no one will object."

"You say "we." Do you mean to tell me that you are going along with the posse? Good G.o.d, woman, there will be shooting! You must not think of--"

She checked him with an imperious gesture. "I cannot send these men to face a peril that I am not willing to face myself. That would be dastardly. I will take my chances with the rest of them. You seem to forget that I spent a good many years of my life in the wilderness.

This will not be my first experience with renegades and outlaws.

When I first came to this State, the women had to know how to shoot. Not only to shoot birds and beasts, but men as well. Those were hard days. I was not like the men who cut notches in their rifle stocks for every Indian they slew, and yet there is a gun in my room upstairs that could have two notches on it if I had cared to put them there."

"What time do you start?" he said, the fire of excitement in his eyes. "I insist on being one of the--"

"You will not be needed," she said succinctly. "I think you had better go now. The storm will soon be upon us. Thank you for coming here to-night, Kenneth."

CHAPTER XIX

LAPELLE SHOWS HIS TEETH

Kenneth went to bed that night firmly resolved to accompany the sheriff when he set out to arrest Martin Hawk. Zachariah had instructions to call him at daybreak and to have breakfast ready on the dot.

No doubt the posse would start about sunrise,--in any case, he would be up and prepared to take to his saddle the instant he saw his neighbour leaving her house.

The thunderstorm came rollicking down the valley, crashed and rolled and roared for half an hour or so, and then stole mumbling away in the night, leaving in its wake a sighing wind and the drip of forsaken raindrops.

He was astir at c.o.c.kcrow. The first faint glow of red in the greying east found him at breakfast, with Zachariah sleepily serving him with hot corn-cakes, lean side-meat and coffee.

"Take plenty dis yere hot coffee, Ma.r.s.e Kenneth," urged Zachariah, at the end of a prodigious yawn. "Yo" all gwine need sumpin to keep yo" "wake, suh, so"s yo" won"t fall out"n de saddle. Dis yere--"

"Speaking of saddles, have you fed Brandy Boy?"

"Yas, suh. Ah dunno as Ah evah see a hoss mo" took by "stonishment dan he wuz when Ah step brisk-like into his stall an" sez "Doggone yo", Brandy Boy, don"t yo" know de sun"s gwine to be up in less"n two hours? Wha" fo" is yo" keepin" me an" Ma.r.s.e Kenneth waitin"

lak dis? Git ep dar, yo" lazy, good-fer-nuffin,--""

"And what did Brandy Boy say in response to that?" broke in his master, airily.

"How dat, suh?"

"Did he reply in courteous terms or was he testy and out of sorts?

Now, just what DID he say?"

Zachariah stared at the speaker in some uneasiness. "Ah reckon yo"

all better go on back to bed, suh, an" lemme call yo" when yo" is wide awake. Ain" no sense in yo" startin" off on dis yere hossback ride when yo" is still enjoyin" setch a good night"s sleep. No, SUH!"

"I will take another cup of your excellent coffee, Zachariah. That will make three, won"t it?"

Zachariah shuffled over to the stove, muttering as he lifted the coffee pot: "Fust Ah is seein" things in de evenin" an" den Ah hears all dis yere talk "bout a hoss SAYIN" things in de mornin",--Yas, suh,--yas, SUH! Comin" right along, suh. Little mo" side-meat, suh?"

"Take a peep out of the window and see if any one is stirring over at Mrs. Gwyn"s."

""Pears lak Ah c"n see a lady out in de front yard, suh," said Zachariah, at the window.

"You don"t say so! Is it Mrs. Gwyn?" cried Kenneth, hastily gulping his coffee as he pushed his chair back from the table.

"Hit ain" light enough fo" to see--"

"Run out and saddle Brandy Boy at once, and be quick about it."

"No, suh, hit ain" Mrs. Gwyn. Hit"s Miss Violy. "Pears lak she comin" over here, suh. Leastwise she come out"n de gate kind o"

fast-like,--gotten a shawl wrap aroun"--"

Kenneth waited for no more. He dashed from the house and down to the fence,--where stood Viola, pulling at the swollen, water-soaked gate peg. She was bareheaded, her brown hair hanging down her back in long, thick braids. It was apparent at a glance that she had dressed hastily and but partially at that. With one hand she pinched close about her throat the voluminous scarlet shawl of embroidered crepe in which the upper part of her body was wrapped.

Later he was to observe that her heavy shoes were unlaced and had been drawn on over her bare feet. Her eyes were filled with alarm.

"I don"t know where mother is," she said, without other greeting.

"She is not in the house, Kenny. I am worried almost sick."

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