第 12 节
作者:铲除不公      更新:2021-02-20 17:29      字数:9321
  the brush;〃 and he pointed to some cleverly scattered boughs and strips of
  bark   which   completely   effaced   the   traces   of   last   night's   bivouac。    〃We
  can't   afford   to  call  the   attention   of  any   packer    or  hunter    who    might
  straggle this way to this particular spot and this particular tree; the more
  naturally;〃   he   added;   〃as   they   always   prefer   to   camp   over   an   old   fire。〃
  Accepting this explanation meekly; as partly a reproach for her caprice of
  the previous night; Teresa hung her head。
  〃I'm very sorry;〃 she said; 〃but wouldn't that;〃 pointing to the carcass
  of the bear; 〃have made them curious?〃
  But Low's logic was relentless。
  〃By this time there would have been little left to excite curiosity; if you
  had been willing to leave those beasts to their work。〃
  〃I'm very sorry;〃 repeated the woman; her lips quivering。
  〃They are the scavengers of the wood;〃 he continued in a lighter tone;
  〃if you stay here you must try to use them to keep your house clean。〃
  Teresa smiled nervously。
  〃I   mean   that   they   shall   finish   their   work   to…night;〃   he   added;   〃and   I
  shall build another camp…fire for us a mile from here until they do。〃
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  But Teresa caught his sleeve。
  〃No;〃   she said hurriedly;   〃don't;   please;   for   me。     You   must   not take
  the   trouble;   nor   the   risk。 Hear   me;   do;   please。   I   can   bear   it;   I   WILL
  bear itto…night。      I would have borne it last night; but it was so strange
  and〃she passed her hands over her forehead〃I think I must have been
  half mad。      But I am not so foolish now。〃
  She   seemed   so   broken   and   despondent   that   he   replied   reassuringly:
  〃Perhaps it would be better that I should find another hiding… place for you;
  until I can dispose of that carcass so that it will not draw dogs after the
  wolves;     and    men    after  THEM。      Besides;     your   friend   the   sheriff   will
  probably remember the bear when he remembers anything; and try to get
  on its track again。〃
  〃He's a conceited fool;〃 broke in Teresa in a high voice; with a slight
  return of her old fury; 〃or he'd have guessed where that shot came from;
  and;〃 she added in a lower tone; looking down at her limp and nerveless
  fingers;  〃he   wouldn't   have   let   a  poor;  weak;   nervous   wretch   like  me   get
  away。〃
  〃But   his   deputy   may   put   two   and   two   together;   and   connect   your
  escape with it。〃
  Teresa's eyes flashed。       〃It would be like the dog; just to save his pride;
  to swear it was an ambush of my friends; and that he was overpowered by
  numbers。      Oh yes! I see it all!〃 she almost screamed; lashing herself into
  a rage at the bare contemplation of this diminution of her glory。                   〃That's
  the dirty lie he tells everywhere; and is telling now。〃
  She stamped her feet and glanced savagely around; as if at any risk to
  proclaim the falsehood。         Low turned his impassive; truthful face towards
  her。
  〃Sheriff Dunn;〃 he began gravely; 〃is a politician; and a fool when he
  takes to the trail as a hunter of man or beast。           But he is not a coward nor a
  liar。   Your chances would be better if he wereif he laid your escape to
  an ambush of your friends; than if his pride held you alone responsible。〃
  〃If he's such a good man; why do you hesitate?〃 she replied bitterly。
  〃Why   don't   you   give   me   up   at   once;   and   do   a   service   to   one   of   your
  friends?〃
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  〃I do not even know him;〃 returned Low opening his clear eyes upon
  her。    〃I've promised to hide you here; and I shall hide you as well from
  him as from anybody。〃
  Teresa   did   not   reply;   but   suddenly   dropping   down   upon   the   ground
  buried her face in her hands and began to sob convulsively。                    Low turned
  impassively   away;   and   putting   aside   the   bark   curtain   climbed   into   the
  hollow tree。      In a few moments he reappeared; laden with provisions and
  a   few   simple   cooking   utensils;   and   touched   her   lightly   on   the   shoulder。
  She     looked    up   timidly;   the  paroxysm      had    passed;   but   her   lashes   yet
  glittered。
  〃Come;〃   he   said;   〃come   and   get   some   breakfast。        I   find   you   have
  eaten nothing since you have been heretwenty…four hours。〃
  〃I   didn't  know     it;〃  she  said;  with    a  faint  smile。   Then     seeing    his
  burden;     and   possessed     by   a  new    and   strange   desire    for  some    menial
  employment;   she   said   hurriedly;   〃Let   me   carry   something   do;   please;〃
  and even tried to disencumber him。
  Half annoyed; Low at last yielded; and handing his rifle said; 〃There;
  then; take that; but be carefulit's loaded!〃
  A  cruel   blush   burnt the   woman's   face   to the   roots   of   her hair   as she
  took the weapon hesitatingly in her hand。
  〃No!〃 she stammered; hurriedly lifting her shame…suffused eyes to his;
  〃no! no!〃
  He turned away with an impatience which showed her how completely
  gratuitous had been her agitation and its significance; and said; 〃Well; then;
  give   it   back   if   you   are   afraid   of   it。〃 But   she   as   suddenly   declined   to
  return it;   and   shouldering it   deftly;   took   her   place   by  his   side。  Silently
  they moved from the hollow tree together。
  During      their  walk    she   did   not   attempt    to  invade     his  taciturnity。
  Nevertheless she was as keenly alive and watchful of his every movement
  and   gesture   as   if   she   had hung   enchanted   on  his lips。 The   unerring   way
  with     which    he   pursued     a   viewless;    undeviating      path   through     those
  trackless woods; his quick reconnaissance of certain trees or openings; his
  mute inspection of some almost imperceptible footprint of bird or beast;
  his critical examination of certain plants which he plucked and deposited
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  in his   deerskin haversack;   were   not   lost   on   the quick…witted   woman。 As
  they    gradually    changed     the   clear;  unencumbered        aisles   of  the  central
  woods for a more tangled undergrowth; Teresa felt that subtle admiration
  which culminates in imitation; and simulating perfectly the step; tread; and
  easy swing of her companion; followed so accurately his lead that she won
  a gratified exclamation from him when their goal was reacheda broken;
  blackened shaft; splintered by long…forgotten lightning; in the centre of a
  tangled carpet of wood…clover。
  〃I don't wonder you distanced the deputy;〃 he said cheerfully; throwing
  down   his   burden;   〃if   you   can   take   the  hunting…path   like   that。  In   a   few
  days; if you stay here; I can venture to trust you alone for a little pasear
  when you are tired of the tree。〃
  Teresa   looked   pleased;   but   busied   herself   with   arrangements   for   the
  breakfast; while he gathered the fuel for the roaring fire which soon blazed
  beside the shattered tree。
  Teresa's   breakfast   was   a   success。     It   was   a   revelation   to   the   young
  nomad; whose ascetic habits and simple tastes were usually content with
  the most primitive forms of frontier cookery。              It was at least a surprise to
  him to know that without extra trouble kneaded flour; water; and saleratus
  need not be essentially heavy; that coffee need not be boiled with sugar to
  the   consistency   of   syrup;   that   even   that   rarest   delicacy;   small   shreds   of
  venison covered with ashes and broiled upon the end of a ramrod boldly
  thrust    into  the   flames;   would     be   better  and    even   more    expeditiously
  cooked      upon    burning    coals。    Moved      in  his   practical   nature;   he   was
  surprised to find this curious creature of disorganized nerves and useless
  impulses informed with an intelligence that did not preclude the welfare of
  humanity or the existence of a soul。            He respected her for some minutes;
  until in the midst of a culinary triumph a big tear dropped and spluttered in
  the saucepan。       But he forgave   the   irrelevancy by  taking no notice   of   it;
  and by doing full justice to that particular dish。
  Nevertheless;   he   asked   several   questions   based   upon   these   recently
  discovered qualities。        It appeared that in the old