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the heritage of the sioux-第12章

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cover up。 I know you feel about as I do on some subjects; you never did like

dirt around you; no better'n〃



〃Get to the point; man。 What's wrong?〃



So Applehead; turning a darker shade of red than was his usual hue; cleared

his throat and blurted out what he had to say。 He had heard Shunka Chistala

whinnying at midnight in the tent of Annie…Many…Ponies; and had gone outside

to see what was the matter。 He didn't know; he explained; but what his cat

Compadre was somehow involved。 He had stood in the shadow of his tent for a

few minutes; and had seen Bill Holmes sneak into camp; coming from up the

arroyo somewhere。



For some reason he waited a little longer; and he had seen a woman's shadow

move stealthily up to the front of Annie's tent; and had seen Annie slip

inside and had heard her whisper a command of some sort to the dog; which had

immediately hushed its whining。 He hated to be telling tales on anybody; but

he knew how keenly Luck felt his responsibility toward the Indian girl; and he

thought he ought to know。 This night…prowling; he declared; had shore got to

be stopped; or he'd be danged if he didn't run 'em both outa camp himself。



〃Bill Holmes might have been out of camp;〃 Luck said calmly; 〃but you sure

must be mistaken about Annie。 She's straight。〃



〃You think she is;〃 Applehead corrected him。 〃But you don't know a danged

thing about it。 A girl that's behavin' herself don't go chasin' all over the

mesa alone; the way she's been doin' all spring。 I never said nothin' 'cause

it wa'n't none of my put…in。 But that Injun had a heap of business off away

from the ranch whilst you was in Los Angeles; Luck。 Sneaked off every day;

just aboutand 'd be gone fer hours at a time。 You kin ast any of the boys;

if yuh don't want to take my word。 Or you kin ast Mis' Green; she kin tell ye;

if she's a mind to。〃



〃Did Bill Holmes go with her?〃 Luck's eyes were growing hard and gray。



〃As to that I won't say; fer I don't know and I'm tellin' yuh what I seen

myself。 Bill Holmes done a lot uh walkin' in to town; fur as that goes; and he

didn't always git back the same day neither。 He never went off with Annie; and

he never came back with her; fur as I ever seen。 But;〃 he added grimly; 〃they

didn't come back together las' night; neither。 They come about three or four

minutes apart。〃



Luck thought a minute; scowling off across the arroyo。 Not even to Applehead;

bound to him by closer ties than anyone there; did he ever reveal his thoughts

completely。



〃All rightI'll attend to them;〃 he said finally。 〃Don't say anything to the

bunch; these things aren't helped by talk。 Get into your old cowman costume

and use that big gray you rode in that drive we made the other day。 I'm going

to pick up the action where we left off when it turned cloudy。 Tomorrow or

next day I want to move the outfit back to the ranch。 There's quite a lot of

town stuff I want to get for this picture。〃



Applehead looked at him uncertainly; tempted to impress further upon him the

importance of safeguarding the morals of his company。 But he knew Luck pretty

wellhaving lived with him for months at a time when Luck was younger and

even more peppery than now。 So he wisely condensed his reply to a nod; and

went back to the breakfast fire polishing his bald bead with the flat of his

palm。 He met Annie…Many…Ponies coming to ask Luck which of the two pairs of

beaded moccasins she carried in her hands he would like to have her wear。 She

did not look at Applehead at all as she passed; but he nevertheless became

keenly aware of her animosity and turned half around to glare after her

resentfully。 You'd think; he told himself aggrievedly; that he was the one

that had been acting up! Let her go to Luckshe'd danged soon be made to know

her place in camp。



Annie…Many…Ponies went confidently on her way; carrying the two pairs of

beaded moccasins in her hands。 Her face was more inscrutable than ever。 She

was pondering deeply the problem of Bill Holmes' business with Ramon; and she

was half tempted to tell Wagalexa Conka of that secret intimacy which must

carry on its converse under cover of night。 She did not trust Bill Holmes。 Why

must he keep Ramon posted? She glanced ahead to where Luck stood thinking

deeply about something; and her eyes softened in a shy sympathy with his

trouble。 Wagalexa Conka worked hard and thought much and worried more than was

good for him。 Bill Holmes; she decided fiercely; should not add to those

worries。 She would warn Ramon when next she talked with him。 She would tell

Ramon that he must not be friends with Bill Holmes; in the meantime; she would

watch。



Ten feet from Luck she stopped short; sensing trouble in the hardness that was

in his eyes。 She stood there and waited in meek subjection。



〃Annie; come here!〃 Luck's voice was no less stern because it was lowered so

that a couple of the boys fussing with the horses inside the rope corral could

not overhear what he had to say。



Annie…Many…Ponies; pulling one of the shiny black braids into the correct

position over her shoulder and breast; stepped soft…footedly up to him and

stopped。 She did not ask him what he wanted。 She waited until it was his

pleasure to speak。



〃Annie; I want you to keep away from Bill Holmes。〃 Luck was not one to mince

his words when he had occasion to speak of disagreeable things。 〃It isn't

right for you to let him make love to you on the sly。 You know that。 You know

you must not leave camp with him after dark。 You make me ashamed of you when

you do those things。 You keep away from Bill Holmes and stay in camp nights。

If you're a bad girl; I'll have to send you back to the reservationand I'll

have to tell the agent and Chief Big Turkey why I send you back。 I can't have

anybody in my company who doesn't act right。 Now rememberdon't make me speak

to you again about it。〃



Annie…Many…Ponies stood there; and the veiled; look was in her eyes。 Her face

was a smooth; brown maskbeautiful to look upon but as expressionless as the

dead。 She did not protest her innocence; she did not explain that she hated

and distrusted Bill Holmes and that she had; months ago; repelled his

surreptitious advances。 Luck would have believed; for he had known

Annie…Many…Ponies since she was a barefooted papoose; and he had never known

her to tell him an untruth。



〃You go now and get ready for work。 Wear the moccasins with the birds on the

toes。〃 He pointed to them and turned away。



Annie…Many…Ponies also turned and went her way and said nothing。 What; indeed;

could she say? She did not doubt that Luck had seen her the night before; and

had seen also Bill Holmes when he left camp or returnedperhaps both。 She

could not tell him that Bill Holmes had gone out to meet Ramon; for that; she

felt instinctively; was a secret which Ramon trusted her not to betray。 She

could not tell Wagalexa Conka; either; that she met Ramon often when the camp

was asleep。 He would think that as bad as
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