Twice Bought Part 24
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For a few seconds the savage chief gazed steadily at Betty, then turning towards the botanist he took a step towards the spot where he sat and looked keenly into his face.
The botanist returned the gaze with equal steadiness through his blue spectacles.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN.
"The big man with the blue gla.s.s eyes is a villain," said the Indian chief, after a long scrutiny of the botanist's countenance.
"So some of my mistaken friends have thought," returned the man, speaking for the first time in his natural voice, which caused a thrill to pa.s.s through Paul Bevan's frame.
"He is a thief," continued the chief, still gazing steadily at the blue gla.s.ses, "and a murderer!"
"He's all that, and liar and deceiver into the bargain," thought Tolly Trevor, but Tolly did not speak; he only vented his feelings in a low chuckle, for he saw, or thought he saw, that the robber's career was about to receive a check. As the thought pa.s.sed through his brain, however, he observed from the position in which he stood that Stalker-- for, as the reader has doubtless perceived, it was he--was working his hands about in a very soft slow, mysterious, and scarcely observable manner.
"Oho!" thought Tolly, "is that your little game? Ha! I'll spoil it for you!"
He quietly took up a piece of firewood and began, as it were, to amuse himself therewith.
"You has many faces, many colours," continued Unaco, "and too many eyes."
At the last word he plucked the blue gla.s.ses off the botanist's nose and flung them into the fire.
"My enemy!" gasped Paul Bevan, turning first very pale and then very red, as he glared like a chained tiger at his foe.
"You knows him _now_?" said Unaco, turning abruptly to Paul.
"Yes; _I_ knows him!"
"The white man with the forked tongue say jus' now he _not_ knows him."
"Ay, Redskin, an' I said the truth, for he's a rare deceiver--always has been--an' can pa.s.s himself off for a'most anything. I knows him as my mortal foe. Cast my hands loose an' give me a knife an' you shall see."
"O father! your promise--remember!" exclaimed Betty.
"True, dear la.s.s, true; I forgot," returned Paul, with a humbled look; "yet it _is_ hard for a man to see him there, grinning like a big baboon, an' keep his hands off him."
During this dialogue the Indians looked from one speaker to another with keen interest, although none but their chief understood a word of what was said; and Stalker took advantage of their attention being turned for the moment from himself to carry out what Tolly had styled his "little game," all unaware that the boy was watching him like a lynx.
Among other s.h.i.+fts and devices with which the robber chief had become familiar, he had learned the conjuror's method of so arranging his limbs while being bound, that he could untie his bonds in a marvellous manner.
On the present occasion, however, he had been tied by men who were expert in the use of deerskin thongs, and he found some difficulty in loosening them without attracting attention, but he succeeded at last.
He had been secured only by the wrists and forearms, and remained sitting still a few seconds after he was absolutely free; then, seizing what he believed to be his opportunity, he leapt up, dashed the Indian nearest him to the earth, and sprang like a deer towards the bushes.
But Tolly Trevor was ready for him. That daring youth plunged right in front of the big botanist and stooped. Stalker tripped over him and came violently to the ground on his forehead and nose. Before he could rise Tolly had jumped up, and swinging his billet of wood once in the air, brought it down with all his little might on the robber's crown.
It sufficed to stupefy him, and when he recovered he found himself in the close embrace of three muscular Redskins.
"Well done, Tolly Trevor!" shouted Paul Bevan, enthusiastically.
Even Tom Brixton, who had been looking on in a state of inexpressible surprise, managed to utter a feeble cheer.
But the resources of the robber were not yet exhausted. Finding himself in the grasp of overwhelming numbers, he put forth all his strength, as if to make a final effort, and then, suddenly collapsing, dropped limp and helpless to the ground, as a man does when he is stabbed to the heart.
The savages knew the symptoms well--too well! They rose, breathless, and each looked inquiringly at the other, as though to say, "Who did the deed?" Before they discovered that the deed had not been done at all, Stalker sprang up, knocked down two of them, overturned the third, and, bounding into the bushes, was out of sight in a few seconds.
The whole band, of course, went yelling after him, except their chief, who stood with an angry scowl upon his visage, and awaited the return of his braves.
One by one they came back panting and discomfited, for the white robber had outrun them all and got clear away.
"Well, now, it was cliverly done," remarked Paddy Flinders, finding his tongue at last; "an' I raly can't but feel that he desarves to git off this time. All the same I hope he'll be nabbed at last an' recaive his due--bad luck to him!"
"Now, Redskin--" began Bevan.
"My name is Unaco," interrupted the chief, with a look of dignity.
"Well, then, Unaco," continued Bevan, "since ye must see that we have nothing whatever to do wi' the blackguard that's just given ye the slip, I hope you'll see your way to untie our hands an' let us go."
"You may not belong to that man's band," answered the chief, in his own tongue, "but you are a white man, and by white men I have been robbed of my wife and child. Your lives are forfeited. You shall be slaves to those whom you call Redskins, and this girl with the sunny hair shall replace the lost one in my wigwam."
Without deigning to listen to a reply, Unaco turned and gave orders to his men, who at once brought up the horse and pony, set Betty and Tolly thereon, lifted Tom Brixton on their shoulders as before, and resumed their march deeper into the fastnesses of the Sawback Hills.
It was growing rapidly dark as they advanced, but the chief who led the party was intimately acquainted with every foot of the way, and as the moon rose before daylight had quite disappeared, they were enabled to continue their journey by night.
"No doubt" remarked Fred Westly to Paul, who was permitted to walk beside him, though Flinders was obliged to walk behind--"no doubt the chief fears that Stalker will pursue him when he is rejoined by his robber band, and wants to get well out of his way."
"Very likely," returned Bevan; "an' it's my opinion that he'll find some more of his tribe hereabouts, in which case Master Stalker and his blackguards will have pretty stiff work cut out for them."
"What think you of the threat of the chief to take Betty to be one of his wives?" asked Fred.
"Well, I don't think he'll do it."
"Why not?"
"Because I've got a hold over him that he's not aware of just yet."
"What is that, and why did you not make use of it just now to prevent our being needlessly led farther into these mountains?" asked Fred, in surprise.
"What the hold is," returned Bevan, "you shall know at supper-time. The reason why I didn't make use of it sooner is that on the whole, I think it better to stick by the Redskins yet awhile--first, because if Stalker should look for us, as he's sartin sure to do, we would not be strong enough to fight him in the open; and, secondly, because poor Tom Brixton needs rest, and he has more chance o' that in the circ.u.mstances, wi' the Redskins than he could have with us while being hunted by robbers; and, lastly, because Betty would come to grief if she fell into that villain Stalker's hands just now."
While Paul and Fred were thus conversing, the Rose of Oregon and her little protector rode silently beside each other, buried, apparently, in profound thought.
At last Tolly raised his head and voice.
"Betty," said he, "what a lucky thing it was that we fell in wi' Tom Brixton, and that you were able to give him somethin' to eat."
"Yes, thank G.o.d," replied the girl, fervently.
"He'd have died but for you," said the boy.
"And you, Tolly," added Betty.
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