The Magnetic North Part 59
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"It will very likely be you the next time." The Boy took a brutal pleasure in presenting the hideous probability.
"No," she returned unmoved. "Joe savvy I no marry Pymeut."
The Boy stared, mystified by the lack of sequence. "Poor Anna doesn't want to marry _that_ Pymeut."
Muckluck nodded.
The Boy gave her up. Perversity was not confined to the civilized of her s.e.x. He walked on to find the Colonel. Muckluck followed, but the Boy wouldn't speak to her, wouldn't look at her.
"You like my Holy Cross clo'es?" she inquired. "Me--I look like your kind of girls now, huh?" No answer, but she kept up with him. "See?"
She held up proudly a medallion, or coin of some sort, hung on a narrow strip of raw-hide.
He meant not to look at it at all, and he jerked his head away after the merest glance that showed him the ornament was tarnished silver, a little bigger than an American dollar, and bore no device familiar to his eyes. He quickened his pace, and walked on with face averted. The Colonel appeared just below the Kachime.
"Well, aren't you _ever_ comin'?" he called out.
"I've been ready this half-hour--hangin' about waitin' for you. That devil Joe," he went on, lowering his voice as he came up and speaking hurriedly, "has been trying to drag Yagorsha's girl into his ighloo.
They've just had a fight out yonder on the ice. I got her away, but not before he'd thrown her down and given her a b.l.o.o.d.y face. We ought to tell old Yagorsha, hey?"
Muckluck chuckled. The Boy turned on her angrily, and saw her staring back at Joe's ighloo. There, sauntering calmly past the abhorred trap, was the story-teller's daughter. Past it? No. She actually halted and busied herself with her legging thong.
"That girl must be an imbecile!" Or was it the apparition of her father, up at the Kachime entrance, that inspired such temerity?
The Boy had gone a few paces towards her, and then turned. "Yagorsha!"
he called up the slope. Yagorsha stood stock-still, although the Boy waved unmistakable danger-signals towards Joe's ighloo. Suddenly an arm flashed out of the tunnel, caught Anna by the ankle, and in a twinkling she lay sprawling on her back. Two hands shot out, seized her by the heels, and dragged the wretched girl into the brute's lair. It was all over in a flash. A moment's paralysis of astonishment, and the involuntary rush forward was arrested by Muckluck, who fastened herself on to the rescuer's parki-tail and refused to be detached. "Yagorsha!"
shouted the Boy. But it was only the Colonel who hastened towards them at the summons. The poor girl's own father stood calmly smoking, up there, by the Kachime, one foot propped comfortably on the travellers'
loaded sled. "Yagorsha!" he shouted again, and then, with a jerk to free himself from Muckluck, the Boy turned sharply towards the ighloo, seeming in a bewildered way to be, himself, about to transact this paternal business for the cowardly old loafer. But Muckluck clung to his arm, laughing.
"Yagorsha know. Joe give him nice mitts--sealskin--_new_ mitts."
"Hear that, Colonel? For a pair of mitts he sells his daughter to that ruffian."
Without definite plan, quite vaguely and instinctively, he shook himself free from Muckluck, and rushed down to the scene of the tragedy. m.u.f.fled screams and yells issued with the smoke. Muckluck turned sharply to the Colonel, who was following, and said something that sent him headlong after the Boy. He seized the doughty champion by the feet just as he was disappearing in the tunnel, and hauled him out.
"What in thunder--All right, you go first, then. _Quick_! as more screams rent the still air.
"Don't be a fool. You've been interruptin' the weddin' ceremonies."
Muckluck had caught up with them, and Yagorsha was advancing leisurely across the snow.
"She no want _you_," whispered Muckluck to the Boy. "She _like_ Joe--like him best of all." Then, as the Boy gaped incredulously: "She tell me heap long time ago she want Joe."
"That's just part of the weddin' festivity," says the Colonel, as renewed shrieks issued from under the snow. "You've been an officious interferer, and I think the sooner I get you out o' Pymeut the healthier it'll be for you."
The Boy was too flabbergasted to reply, but he was far from convinced.
The Colonel turned back to apologise to Yagorsha.
"No like this in your country?" inquired Muckluck of the crestfallen champion.
"N-no--not exactly."
"When you like girl--what you do?"
"Tell her so," muttered the Boy mechanically.
"Well--Joe been tellin' Anna--all winter."
"And she hated him."
"No. She like Joe--best of any."
"What did she go on like that for, then?"
"Oh-h! She know Joe savvy."
The Boy felt painfully small at his own lack of _savoir_, but no less angry.
"When you marry"--he turned to her incredulously--"will it be"--again the shrieks--"like this?"
"I no marry Pymeut."
Glancing riverwards, he saw the dirty imp, who had been so wildly entertained by the encounter on the ice, still huddled on his drift-wood observatory, presenting as little surface to the cold as possible, but grinning still with rapture at the spirited last act of the winter-long drama. As the Boy, with an exclamation of "Well, I give it up," walked slowly across the slope after the Colonel and Yagorsha, Muckluck lingered at his side.
"In your country when girl marry--she no scream?"
"Well, no; not usually, I believe."
"She go quiet? Like--like she _want_--" Muckluck stood still with astonishment and outraged modesty.
"They agree," he answered irritably. "They don't go on like wild beasts."
Muckluck pondered deeply this matter of supreme importance.
"When you--get you squaw, you no _make_ her come?"
The Boy shook his head, and turned away to cut short these excursions into comparative ethnology.
But Muckluck was athirst for the strange new knowledge.
"What you do?"
He declined to betray his plan of action.
"When you--all same Joe? Hey?"
Still no answer.
"When you _know_--girl like you best--you no drag her home?"
The Magnetic North Part 59
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