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"Kut-le kill Molly with cactus torture!"
"But you go with me!" The sobs ceased and Rhoda sat back on her blankets as the idea developed "You go with me and I'll make you--"
Neither noticed the soft thud of moccasined feet Suddenly Alchise seized Molly's black hair and with a violent jerk pulled the woentle ancestry She sprang at Alchise with catlike fury and struck his fingers from Molly's hair
"You fiend! I wish I could shoot you!" she panted, her fingers twitching
Alchise retreated a step
"She try help 'em run!" he said sullenly
"She was not! And no matter if she was! Don't you touch a woman before me!"
A swift shadow crossed the camp and Alchise was hurled six feet away
"What's the er on you, Rhoda?" He strode to her side and looked down at her with eyes in which struggled anger and anxiety
"No!" blazed Rhoda "But he pulled Molly over backward by her hair!"
"Oh!" in evident relief "And as Molly doing?"
"Sheforward
The relief in Kut-le's voice increased Rhoda's anger
"No such thing! She was persuading ive Alchise orders not to touch Molly again I won't have it!"
"Oh, that's not necessary," said Kut-le serenely "Indians are pretty good to their wouess Molly, get up and help Cesca with these!" He flung so squaho still lay where she had fallen
Rhoda, tre, walked unsteadily up and down beneath the cottonwoods The details of her new existence, the dirt, the roughness, were beginning to sink in on her She paced back and forth, lips coainst a cottonwood eying the slender figure with frank delight Now and again he chuckled as he rolled a cigarette with his facile finger His hands were fine as only an Indian's can be: strong and sinewy yet supple with slender fingers and almond-shaped nails
He sirl Inscrutable as was his face at a casual glance, had Rhoda observed keenly she ht of his eyes There was appreciation of her and love of her and a merciless deterazed there was that tragedy in his look which is part and portion of the Indian's face
Silence in the ca Indian strode up the slope, nodded to the group in the camp, and deliberately rolled himself in a blanket and dropped to sleep Rhoda stared at hily