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"This hain't no fit time ter be takin' in folks e hain't

acquainted with," he objected In the ers unless there are secrets to be guarded froirl "He's hurt We kain't leave hiht of the rifle leaning near-by, and

straightway they filled with apprehension Her militant love would have

turned to hate for Samson, should he have proved recreant to the

his ti of

the day when the truce hts Heretofore, that

day had always been to her re to the

future Noith a sudden and appalling menace, it seemed to loom

across the present She ca

heart

"What air hit?" she tensely deun ter the field?"

The boy laughed "Oh, hit ain't nothin' pertic'ler," he reassured

"Hit hain't nothin' fer a gal ter fret herself erbout, only I kinder

suspicions strangers jest now"

"Air the truce busted?" She put the question in a tense, deep-breathed

whisper, and the boy replied casually, almost indifferently