Little by little she wormed out of him all that he had learned. Jim affected7 to make light of the matter, insisting that Ralph was getting no more than his due. Kitty's truer instinct warned her that the young man was in the hands of deadly and unscrupulous enemies, who would stop at nothing, so they thought themselves safe. Supper in the shack1 was a ghastly pretence8 for her. Her hands shook so that she could scarcely lift the dishes. Her distracted eyes saw nothing they were turned on, all her faculties9 being concentrated on listening for sounds from the point. Jim, exasperated10 beyond bearing by the sight of her distress11, lost his temper and stormed at her, with inconsistency worse than that he accused her of.
Fortunately for her it was Jim's habit to turn in almost immediately after eating. Not even the extraordinary sequence of events this day could keep him up an hour longer than his time. He refused to return to the point, from a secret fear perhaps of learning something that would shake the philosophic12 stand he had taken. He retired13 to his bunk14 in the kitchen, and Kitty locked herself in her own room.
Here she was at least free to listen without being sworn at. She flung herself across her bed with her head on the window-sill. The night was absolutely still except for the tireless voice of the brook15. Its senseless chatter16 and brawl17 drove her wild. She could hear nothing above it. To be obliged to wait and listen, practically a prisoner, with only her imagination free to create the worst—real madness lay that way. If they were going to carry him off bound and helpless, she knew she must follow or die. She rose and listened at the door. Jim was snoring like an exhaust pipe. "He can sleep!" she thought, amazed. Catching18 up a shawl, she slipped out of the window the way Nahnya had gone.
Her flying moccasined feet fell noiselessly on the earth. She ran around the house, and down the trail toward the river. It was not yet dark. Fearful of being seen, she struck off the trail and ran doubled up under the willow19 branches like a partridge in cover. Every few seconds she stopped short, holding her breath in the effort to hear. The turmoil20 of the brook still drowned all other sounds. A suggestion of men's voices and coarse laughter only tantalized21 her ears. Yesterday if anybody had told Kitty she would be spying on a camp of rough men and listening to their talk she would have covered her head in shame. She never thought of shame now.
She came closer and closer by little runs until no more than twenty yards separated her from their camp. She could see the light of their fire reflected on the high branches overhead. Here she crouched22 down behind a thick screen of leaves, prepared to spend the night if need be. For a while she could hear nothing. She began to fear that they must have gone after all, taking him. Suddenly a disembodied voice fell upon her ears.
"He's come to," it said. "Try him again."
Kitty's heart stood still at the picture this called up. There was a pause; then another voice said brutally23:
"Will you tell?"
She had no clue to the scene of her previous knowledge, but her intuition told her what was taking place. Another pause, and a soft, torn groan25 reached Kitty's ears. She sprang up, electrified26. Gone were all maidenly27 modesties28 and shrinkings. Fiery-eyed and self-forgetful as a mother-animal whose young are threatened, she crashed through the branches, and stood among the men, crying:
"Let him alone, you cowards!"
Joe Mixer, Stack, and Crusoe Campbell fell back, dumfoundered. The half-breed, who slept by the fire, woke up, and partly raised himself, blinking at her stupidly. Kitty saw only Ralph. He hung limply on the rope that bound him to the tree. His face was ghastly, his breath came in gasps29; and the sweat of pain had left wet channels in front of his ears and down his neck. Kitty flew to him with a moan of commiseration30, and fumbled31 helplessly with the knots of the rope.
The men recovered from their surprise. Knowing that Jim had a daughter, it was not hard for them to explain Kitty's presence. As men must needs do everywhere in the presence of a genuinely angry woman, they looked silly and sheepish.
"Stand away from there, young lady!" growled32 Joe.
"You unspeakable coward!" cried Kitty, in her hushed and thrilling voice.
Joe flushed darkly. "Go back to your father," he said. "This is no place for you!"
Kitty paid no further attention to him.
"If he finds you here and cuts up rough, mind I warned you," blustered33 Joe. "These men will bear me out."
Neither the thought of her father's anger, nor anything else, could deter34 Kitty now. She worked desperately35 at the knots.
"Go back, Kitty," whispered Ralph between his pale lips. "You can't do any good!"
"Oh, my dear!" murmured Kitty on the passionately37 solicitous38 note of a mother to her hurt child.
"Campbell, take her away from there!" ordered Joe.
The long-haired nondescript grinning witlessly pinned Kitty's elbows to her sides from behind, and drew her away from the tree. She was helpless. Her eyes flashed.
"I'm not afraid of you—any of you!" she cried.
"You get this matter wrong, Miss," said Joe, with an offensive servility. "This fellow did us an injury. He is our rightful prisoner. But I don't want to be hard on him. I offered him his release on fair terms. If he don't take 'em, 'tain't my fault, is it?"
"Tell this man to take his hands off me, and I'll speak to you," said Kitty indignantly.
At a nod from Joe, Crusoe released her.
"What terms?" Kitty demanded to know.
"You tell him he's foolish," said Joe fawningly39. "Maybe he'll listen to you. You tell him to tell me what I want to know, and I'll trouble him no further."
"What do you want to know?"
"Only where the girl Annie Crossfox lives."
The suddenness and completeness of the surprise almost undid40 Kitty. She swayed a little as under a physical blow. Her cheeks blanched41. "Annie Crossfox?" she murmured.
"I have business with her," Joe went on. "I can find her anyway, but I'm in a hurry. Let him tell me, and I'll set him loose."
Kitty was torn into shreds42 by her conflicting emotions. It nearly killed her to see Ralph suffering so—and it turned her into ice to think that it was for Nahnya's sake he was bearing it. She was terrified, too, knowing that the secret was in her own keeping. Strange and dreadful consequences must depend upon it for Ralph to be willing to stake his life. Kitty saw plainly enough that they would kill him before he told.
Little Stack was watching Kitty with ferret-like sharpness. Suddenly he cried out: "She knows herself!"
Kitty felt as if a net had suddenly been cast over her head, entangling43 her inextricably.
Stack sprang up, and looking from Ralph to Kitty with a timorous44, malignant45 smile, whispered in Joe's ear. Joe nodded in high satisfaction.
"So you know where he got his gold, and where the girl is hidden?" said Joe, leering at Kitty.
"No! No!" she protested desperately. "I know nothing!"
Her terror-stricken face betrayed her. Joe merely laughed. "Very good," he said, "you can make him tell us then, or tell us yourself."
Kitty's first impulse was to fly. She saw, however, that they meant to work on her through Ralph, and then nothing could have dragged her from the spot. Ralph's right arm had been freed, and it hung down outside the ropes that bound him. Joe grasped the helpless wrist. Kitty saw a quiver pass through Ralph; saw him try to stiffen46 his fainting body; saw the muscles stand out on his jaw47 as he clenched48 his teeth.
"Don't! Don't!" she cried wildly. "That's his hurt arm!" Crusoe Campbell's great hand pressed her back from rushing to Ralph's aid.
"I just give him a little osteopathy," said Joe grinning.
Kitty had dressed that shoulder every day; a vivid picture of the angry, throbbing49 flesh was before her. She had hardly dared touch it with her delicate fingers, and now she saw the butcher about to wreak50 his strength on it. An agonizing51 pain struck through her own frame. She nearly swooned.
Joe, watching Kitty with a sidelong smile, gave the arm a little twist. Kitty saw Ralph's eyes roll up with the pain. He made no sound.
"For a starter," said Joe. "Better tell before he gets worse!"
He lifted the arm again.
"Stop! Stop!" screamed Kitty. "I'll tell!" She sank to the ground and covered her face.
Ralph, half stupefied with pain and nausea52, looked at Kitty with a dull wonder. He did not suspect that she knew the secret.
"Will you promise to let him go if I tell you?" murmured Kitty.
"I promise to let him go if you tell the truth," said Joe.
On the ground, with her hands clenched in her lap and her head bowed, Kitty began her tale breathlessly, as if she dared not pause to think of what she was doing. "About half a mile this side of the Grumbler53 rapids there is a stream comes in on the north side. You will know it by a large, flat rock beside the river. That is where you land. You will find a trail up the mountain beside the stream. You follow it until you come out of the forest at the foot of a big peak that sticks up like a thumb."
The men hung breathlessly on her words. The painstaking54 details carried conviction. Little Stack wrote it down in a notebook. With her first words a new horror was born in Ralph's face. He forgot his weakness.
"Near the place where you come out of the forest," Kitty went on, "the trail crosses a ravine. You leave the trail at that place, and follow the bed of the ravine up to the left—just a little way. There is a little bend in the ravine, and a drift-pile at the bend, and above the drift-pile three stunted55 trees are growing on a little ledge24, and some bushes——"
"Kitty! for God's sake!" murmured Ralph.
She would not look at him. She went on faster than before. "Behind the bushes there is a hole in the rock, you let yourself down into the hole, and you come out into a cave. Turn to the left in the cave, and walk a long way—half an hour's walk. You carry a torch to show you the way. You cross the hole where the water goes down. Half a mile farther you come out on the other side of the mountain. It is a beautiful valley. There is no other way to get in. That is the place!"
Kitty came to a stop and looked around her a little wildly. Joe Mixer, Philippe, and Crusoe, were all staring at her as if thunderstruck. From her their eyes turned on each other furtively57. The same thought was in the mind of each, and each wondered if the others knew. Joe saw that it could not be kept a secret.
"By Gad58! It's Bowl of the Mountains!" he cried. "And it's ours!"
"Maybe she's lying," said Stack.
"Who told you this?" Joe demanded to know.
Kitty nodded toward Ralph. She had not dared to look at him yet. "Now let him go!" she murmured.
Joe Mixer's little eyes glittered strangely; he was touched with a kind of awe59. More than once he repeated "Bowl of the Mountains!" under his breath, as if he could not fully60 grasp the idea. Stack's ferret-like glance darted61 from the face of one man to another, trying to read the secret they shared; he was tortured by his exclusion62. A strange sound of laughter broke from Ralph's lips, and all the men looked at him. At the call of his desperate need, he had partly overcome his weakness. He was playing his last card.
"You're easily taken in," he said scornfully. "It's likely I'd tell her!"
Kitty timidly raised her eyes to Ralph's. The scorn that blazed on her shrivelled up her very soul. She wondered how she could go on living after it.
"How do I know you ain't lying?" Joe asked her. "How did he come to tell you about the other woman?"
"I'll say no more," murmured Kitty.
Joe made a move toward Ralph's arm, and she sprang to her knees with a cry. "I'll tell you! It is true! I swear it! He was out of his head when he came—for two days. He told me in his fever. Over and over, he told me. I wrote it down. I thought it was just fancies until Annie came to-day, and then I knew it was true. Now let him go!"
Hope died within Ralph's breast. His head fell forward. "Nahnya foresaw this," he thought. "She is always right. I have ruined everything. What is there left for me?"
Joe looked at Stack. It was clear that he had come to lean on the little man's evil perspicacity63.
"It's true all right," said Stack. "He'd have kept his mouth shut if it was a lie."
"Now let him go," said Kitty again.
"Hold your horses," said Joe; "I didn't say——"
"You promised!" cried Kitty wildly.
"I'll keep to my promise," said Joe—"in my own time. I'd be a fool to let him loose now to make trouble for us. We're going to push off at dawn. I'll leave him tied to the tree, and as soon as we're gone you can come and cut him loose!"
"He'll pot us from the shore!" Stack piped up excitedly.
"He'll not raise a gun with that arm inside a month," said Joe, grinning. "Run back to your bed," he said to Kitty.
"I'll wait here until you go," she said.
"No, you don't!" said Joe. "And have your father down on us like a mad moose directly! You run along, or I'll go up to the shack myself, and fetch him back to bring you."
The threat was effective. Kitty turned abruptly64, and ran back over the trail.
She ran until she was sure her footfalls had passed out of earshot. Then she stopped, and listened to make sure she was not followed. Satisfied of this, she crept into the underbrush, and began to make her way back, feeling her way with infinite patience over treacherous65 twigs66 and dry leaves, doubling and circling to find a way through the thickly springing stems, drawing her skirts close around her, and insinuating67 her body softly through the clustering leaves. Kitty had never hunted nor practised woodcraft; it was pure instinct that enabled her to make her way through the undergrowth as noiselessly as a lynx. These soft natures have a boldness of their own. She proceeded until through the interstices of the leaves, she could watch every move of the four men around their fire, and watch Ralph that they did him no further injury.
The half-breed had already laid himself down to sleep again. After the manner of his race, he held himself aloof68, affecting a stolid69 unconcern with white men's matters. The three white men talked together low-voiced. It was as if the very magnitude of their good fortune had sobered them. Joe Mixer clapped his thigh70 and cried softly:
"Bowl of the Mountains! We're made for life! Millionaires, big-bugs, second to none! This means living like a lord, the real thing; steam yachts, private cars, horses, automobiles71, jewelled women! And eating and drinking of the best as much as a man can hold—if it's handled right!" He licked his lips greedily, and shot a contemptuous and furtive56 glance at his two companions, the one weak-minded, the other a physical weakling. The look boded72 them no good.
Even in the prospect73 of such riches men must sleep, and one by one they wrapped themselves in their blankets, and lay down. In time they lay all four in a row, feet to the fire, looking in their wrappings like four corpses74 ready for burial in the sea.
Kitty drew even closer, the better to see how it was with Ralph. He hung for support on the ropes that bound him, his head fallen forward on his breast. A fresh terror attacked her at the sight of his limpness; she crept toward him until she could see his eyes wink75 in the firelight, and knew that he was at least conscious. Her heart was wrung76 by the sight. In reality Ralph had passed the extremity77 of pain, both physical and mental, and was sunk in a kind of lethargy. The effect of what had happened was to fill him with the same hopeless fatalism that Nahnya had. What would happen was bound to happen. The powers were against them and it was useless to struggle.
The brook made no noise where it emptied into the river; its distant brawling78 was reduced to a murmur36 here. In the stillness of the forest the breathing of the four sleepers79 became audible to Kitty. It gave her an idea that caused her heart to set up a beating like a frightened bird's. She listened and found she could distinguish the sounds made by all four, the stertorous80 snoring of the full-blooded butcher, the quick, gasping81 breaths of the ferret-man, the wooden snores of the witling, even the deep, slow breathing of the half-breed youth, who did not snore. It was unquestionable that they were all sleeping deeply. Kitty's tongue clave to her palate, and she nearly died with fright at what she was about to do, but she never hesitated. With infinite caution she made her way around through the bush to Ralph's tree, approaching it from behind. The beating of her heart was the most sound she made, and she could not control that.
Arrived at the tree at last, she crouched behind it, not daring to speak to him. Rising to her feet at last, she softly touched his elbow. Ralph started violently, but betrayed no sound. Kitty attacked the knots with shaking fingers. Ordinarily she could never have loosened them, but there was no question of failing now; it had to be done. In the end it was done. Ralph steadied himself against the tree, while she lowered the loosened coil to his feet.
Ralph sank to his knees. Instantly, aided by one hand, he started to drag himself toward the edge of the bank. The other hand trailed helplessly. Kitty tried to steer82 him in the other direction, but he shouldered her aside. She was obliged to follow him. Once Joe Mixer's snore broke off short; he muttered in his sleep and changed position. Kitty's heart turned over in her breast. Somehow they got down the bank to the sand below. Ralph made straight for his raft, which lay as he had left it, the paddle sticking between the logs.
Kitty put her lips to his ear. "What are you going to do?" she whispered, apprehending83 the worst.
"Warn Nahnya," he returned. "In two hours it will be light."
"You can't!" she began, with rising excitement. "You're not fit to——"
Ralph clapped his good hand over her mouth.
"How he hates me!" thought Kitty. Realizing the hopelessness of trying to dissuade84 him, she helped push the raft off the sand. Ralph climbed on board, and Kitty followed.
"Go back!" he whispered sharply.
For answer she took the paddle out of his hand and shoved the raft into deeper water. "You can't travel alone," she whispered. "You can't use the paddle. You'd only be carried down the rapids."
He made no further objection. Kitty propelled the raft into the main current, and laid the paddle down.
Thereafter they travelled without speaking. The raft was ceaselessly and slowly swung around and back in the eddies85. The shadowy mountain masses crouched and looked dumbly up at the stars like gross, earthy creatures under the spell of fairy wands. There was no air stirring, and the river was like oil stirred with a spoon. Occasionally the eddies burst beside them with a soft gush86, immediately to reform again.
Though there was but an arm's length between them, the two on the raft were separated by a wall more impenetrable than stones and mortar87. On one side of it sat the youth with his hooded88 despair; on the other side the girl nursed her unrequited love, and her torturing jealousy89. Her quick mind ran ahead to picture the meeting with the other woman that she must witness. She knew that Nahnya loved Ralph, however she might repulse90 him. It was she, Kitty, who was the scorned outsider. Yet of the two the youth was the worse off, for under cover of the darkness she might weep and ease her heart.
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70 thigh | |
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71 automobiles | |
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72 boded | |
v.预示,预告,预言( bode的过去式和过去分词 );等待,停留( bide的过去分词 );居住;(过去式用bided)等待 | |
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74 corpses | |
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75 wink | |
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绞( wring的过去式和过去分词 ); 握紧(尤指别人的手); 把(湿衣服)拧干; 绞掉(水) | |
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77 extremity | |
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78 brawling | |
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79 sleepers | |
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81 gasping | |
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82 steer | |
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83 apprehending | |
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84 dissuade | |
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85 eddies | |
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87 mortar | |
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88 hooded | |
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89 jealousy | |
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