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She
lifted
the
bushes
and
started
toward
the
entrance
.
“
You
damned
fool
!
Stop
her
!
”
growled
Wessner
.
“
Keep
her
till
we
’
re
loaded
,
anyhow
.
You
’
re
playing
hell
!
Can
’
t
you
see
that
when
this
thing
is
found
out
,
there
she
’
ll
be
to
ruin
all
of
us
.
If
you
let
her
go
,
every
man
of
us
has
got
to
cut
,
and
some
of
us
will
be
caught
sure
.
”
Jack
sprang
forward
.
Freckles
’
heart
muffled
in
his
throat
.
The
Angel
seemed
to
divine
Jack
’
s
coming
.
She
was
humming
a
little
song
.
She
deliberately
stopped
and
began
pulling
the
heads
of
the
curious
grasses
that
grew
all
around
her
.
When
she
straightened
,
she
took
a
step
backward
and
called
:
“
Ho
!
Freckles
,
the
Bird
Woman
wants
that
natural
history
pamphlet
returned
.
It
belongs
to
a
set
she
is
going
to
have
bound
.
That
’
s
one
of
the
reasons
we
put
it
under
the
box
.
You
be
sure
to
get
them
as
you
go
home
tonight
,
for
fear
it
rains
or
becomes
damp
with
the
heavy
dews
.
”
“
All
right
,
”
said
Freckles
,
but
it
was
in
a
voice
that
he
never
had
heard
before
.
Then
the
Angel
turned
and
sent
a
parting
glance
at
Jack
.
She
was
overpoweringly
human
and
bewitchingly
lovely
.
“
You
won
’
t
forget
that
ride
and
the
red
tie
,
”
she
half
asserted
,
half
questioned
.
Jack
succumbed
.
Freckles
was
his
captive
,
but
he
was
the
Angel
’
s
,
soul
and
body
.
His
face
wore
the
holiest
look
it
ever
had
known
as
he
softly
re
-
echoed
Freckles
’
“
All
right
.
”
With
her
head
held
well
up
,
the
Angel
walked
slowly
away
,
and
Jack
turned
to
the
men
.
“
Drop
your
damned
staring
and
saw
wood
,
”
he
shouted
.
“
Don
’
t
you
know
anything
at
all
about
how
to
treat
a
lady
?
”
It
might
have
been
a
question
which
of
the
cronies
that
crouched
over
green
wood
fires
in
the
cabins
of
Wildcat
Hollow
,
eternally
sucking
a
corncob
pipe
and
stirring
the
endless
kettles
of
stewing
coon
and
opossum
,
had
taught
him
to
do
even
as
well
as
he
had
by
the
Angel
.
The
men
muttered
and
threatened
among
themselves
,
but
they
began
working
desperately
.
Someone
suggested
that
a
man
be
sent
to
follow
the
Angel
and
to
watch
her
and
the
Bird
Woman
leave
the
swamp
.
Freckles
’
heart
sank
within
him
,
but
Jack
was
in
a
delirium
and
past
all
caution
.
