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"Come and help me start the fire, Sangree," I said, anxious also to relieve the girl of our presence; and a few minutes later the ashes, still growing from the night's fire, had kindled the fresh wood, and there was a blaze that warmed us well while it also lit up the surrounding trees within a radius of twenty yards. COME AND HELP ME START THE FIRE SANGREE I SAID ANXIOUS ALSO TO RELIEVE THE GIRL OF OUR PRESENCE AND A FEW MINUTES LATER THE ASHES STILL GLOWING FROM THE NIGHT'S FIRE HAD KINDLED THE FRESH WOOD AND THERE WAS A BLAZE THAT WARMED US WELL WHILE IT ALSO LIT UP THE SURROUNDING TREES WITHIN A RADIUS OF TWENTY YARDS
oing," 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. 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. But I stopped him going off on a blind and useless chase. E 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 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 BUT I STOPPED HIM GOING OFF IN A BLIND AND USELESS CHASE
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