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Sangree gripped his gun and looked about swiftly in the darkness. I saw his eyes aflame in the glare of the flickering lanterns. He made a movement as though to start out and hunt—and kill. Then his glance fell on the girl crouching on the ground, her face hidden in her hands, and there leaped into his features an expression of savage anger that transformed them. He could have faced a dozen lions with a walking stick at that moment, and again I liked him for the strength of his anger, his self control, and his hopeless devotion. SANGREE GRIPPED HIS GUN AND LOOKED ABOUT SWIFTLY IN THE DARKNESS I SAW HIS EYES AFLAME IN THE GLARE OF THE FLICKERING LANTERNS HE MADE A MOVEMENT AS THOUGH TO START OUT AND HUNT AND KILL THEN HIS GLANCE FELL ON THE GIRL CROUCHING ON THE GROUND HER FACE HIDDEN IN HER HANDS AND THERE LEAPT INTO HIS FEATURES AN EXPRESSION OF SAVAGE ANGER THAT TRANSFORMED THEM HE COULD HAVE FACED A DOZEN LIONS WITH A WALKING STICK AT THAT MOMENT AND AGAIN I LIKED HIM FOR THE STRENGTH OF HIS ANGER HIS SELF CONTROL AND HIS HOPELESS DEVOTION
dashed out through the open flap and screamed at the top of her voice, thinking the creature had actually got into the tent. But nothing was visible, she declared, and she heard not the faintest sound of an animal making off under cover of the darkness. The brief account seemed to exercise a paralysing effect upon us all as we listened to it. I can see the dishevelled group to this day, the wind blowing the women's hair, and Maloney craning his head forward to listen, and his wife, open-mouthed and gasping, leaning against a pine tree. "Come over to the stockade and we'll get the fire going," I said; "that's the first thing," for we were all shaking with the cold in our scanty garments. And at that moment Sangree arrived wrapped in a blanket and carrying his gun; he was still drunken with sleep. "The dog again," Maloney explained briefly, forestalling his questions; "been at Joan's tent. Torn it, by Gad! this time. It's time we did something." He went on mumbling confusedly to himself.  CLOSE TO MY FACE SHE HAD INSTANTLY DASHED OUT THROUGH THE OPEN FLAP AND SCREAMED AT THE TOP OF HER VOICE THINKING THE CREATURE HAD ACTUALLY GOT INTO THE TENT BUT NOTHING WAS VISIBLE SHE DECLARED AND SHE HEARD NOT THE FAINTEST SOUND OF AN ANIMAL MAKING OFF UNDER COVER OF THE DARKNESS THE BRIEF ACCOUNT SEEMED TO EXERCISE A PARALYZING EFFECT UPON US ALL AS WE LISTENED TO IT I CAN SEE THE DISHEVELLED GROUP TO THIS DAY THE WIND BLOWING THE WOMEN'S HAIR AND MALONEY CRANING HIS HEAD FORWARD TO LISTEN AND HIS WIFE OPEN MOUTHED AND GASPING LEANING AGAINST A PINE TREE COME OVER TO THE STOCKADE AND WE'LL GET THE FIRE GOING I SAID THAT'S THE FIRST THING FOR WE WERE ALL SHAKING WITH THE COLD IN OUR SCANTY GARMENTS AND AT THAT MOMENT SANGREE ARRIVED WRAPPED IN A BLANKET AND CARRYING HIS GUN HE WAS STILL DRUNKEN WITH SLEEP THE DOG AGAIN MALONEY EXPLAINED BRIEFLY FORESTALLING HIS QUESTIONS BEEN AT JONE'S TENT TORN IT BYGAD THIS TIME IT'S TIME WE DID SOMETHING HE WENT ON MUMBLING CONFUSEDLY TO HIMSELF
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