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The
Angel
,
left
alone
,
lay
still
for
a
second
,
then
she
shivered
and
opened
her
eyes
.
She
saw
that
she
was
on
the
grass
and
the
broken
wheel
beside
her
.
Instantly
she
realized
that
someone
had
carried
her
there
and
gone
after
help
.
She
sat
up
and
looked
around
.
She
noticed
the
load
of
logs
and
the
one
horse
.
Someone
was
riding
after
help
for
her
!
“
Oh
,
poor
Freckles
!
”
she
wailed
.
“
They
may
be
killing
him
by
now
.
Oh
,
how
much
time
have
I
wasted
?
”
She
hurried
to
the
other
bay
,
her
fingers
flying
as
she
set
him
free
.
Snatching
up
a
big
blacksnake
whip
that
lay
on
the
ground
,
she
caught
the
hames
,
stretched
along
the
horse
’
s
neck
,
and
,
for
the
first
time
,
the
fine
,
big
fellow
felt
on
his
back
the
quality
of
the
lash
that
Duncan
was
accustomed
to
crack
over
him
.
He
was
frightened
,
and
ran
at
top
speed
.
The
Angel
passed
a
wildly
waving
,
screaming
woman
on
the
road
,
and
a
little
later
a
man
riding
as
if
he
,
too
,
were
in
great
haste
.
The
man
called
to
her
,
but
she
only
lay
lower
and
used
the
whip
.
Soon
the
feet
of
the
man
’
s
horse
sounded
farther
and
farther
away
.
At
the
South
camp
they
were
loading
a
second
wagon
,
when
the
Angel
appeared
riding
one
of
Duncan
’
s
bays
,
lathered
and
dripping
,
and
cried
:
“
Everybody
go
to
Freckles
!
There
are
thieves
stealing
trees
,
and
they
had
him
bound
.
They
’
re
going
to
kill
him
!
”
She
wheeled
the
horse
toward
the
Limberlost
.
The
alarm
sounded
through
camp
.
The
gang
were
not
unprepared
.
McLean
sprang
to
Nellie
’
s
back
and
raced
after
the
Angel
.
As
they
passed
Duncan
,
he
wheeled
and
followed
.
Soon
the
pike
was
an
irregular
procession
of
barebacked
riders
,
wildly
driving
flying
horses
toward
the
swamp
.
The
Boss
rode
neck
-
and
-
neck
with
the
Angel
.
He
repeatedly
commanded
her
to
stop
and
fall
out
of
line
,
until
he
remembered
that
he
would
need
her
to
lead
him
to
Freckles
.
Then
he
gave
up
and
rode
beside
her
,
for
she
was
sending
the
bay
at
as
sharp
a
pace
as
the
other
horses
could
keep
and
hold
out
.
He
could
see
that
she
was
not
hearing
him
.
He
glanced
back
and
saw
that
Duncan
was
close
.
There
was
something
terrifying
in
the
appearance
of
the
big
man
,
and
the
manner
in
which
he
sat
his
beast
and
rode
.
It
would
be
a
sad
day
for
the
man
on
whom
Duncan
’
s
wrath
broke
.
There
were
four
others
close
behind
him
,
and
the
pike
filling
with
the
remainder
of
the
gang
;
so
McLean
took
heart
and
raced
beside
the
Angel
.
Over
and
over
he
asked
her
where
the
trouble
was
,
but
she
only
gripped
the
hames
,
leaned
along
the
bay
’
s
neck
,
and
slashed
away
with
the
blacksnake
.
The
steaming
horse
,
with
crimson
nostrils
and
heaving
sides
,
stretched
out
and
ran
for
home
with
all
the
speed
there
was
in
him
.
When
they
passed
the
cabin
,
the
Bird
Woman
’
s
carriage
was
there
and
Mrs
.
Duncan
in
the
door
wringing
her
hands
,
but
the
Bird
Woman
was
nowhere
to
be
seen
.
The
Angel
sent
the
bay
along
the
path
and
turned
into
the
west
trail
,
while
the
men
bunched
and
followed
her
.
When
she
reached
the
entrance
to
Freckles
’
room
,
there
were
four
men
with
her
,
and
two
more
very
close
behind
.
She
slid
from
the
horse
,
and
snatching
the
little
revolver
from
her
pocket
,
darted
toward
the
bushes
.
McLean
caught
them
back
,
and
with
drawn
weapon
,
pressed
beside
her
.
There
they
stopped
in
astonishment
.
