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It
was
a
relief
to
her
,
when
a
horseman
appeared
coming
out
of
the
chapparal
,
at
the
point
where
the
others
had
ridden
in
;
a
still
greater
relief
,
when
he
was
seen
to
swerve
into
the
cross
path
that
conducted
to
the
hacienda
,
and
was
recognised
,
through
the
lorgnette
,
as
Zeb
Stump
the
hunter
.
The
face
of
the
Creole
became
bright
again
--
almost
to
gaiety
.
There
was
something
ominous
of
good
in
the
opportune
appearance
of
the
honest
backwoodsman
.
"
The
man
I
was
wanting
to
see
!
"
she
exclaimed
in
joyous
accents
.
"
He
can
bear
me
a
message
;
and
perhaps
tell
who
she
is
.
He
must
have
met
her
on
the
road
.
That
will
enable
me
to
introduce
the
subject
,
without
Zeb
having
any
suspicion
of
my
object
.
Even
with
him
I
must
be
circumspect
--
after
what
has
happened
.
Ah
,
me
!
Not
much
should
I
care
,
if
I
were
sure
of
his
caring
for
me
.
How
provoking
his
indifference
!
And
to
me
--
Louise
Poindexter
!
Par
dieu
!
Let
it
proceed
much
further
,
and
I
shall
try
to
escape
from
the
toils
if
--
if
--
I
should
crush
my
poor
heart
in
the
attempt
!
"
It
need
scarce
be
said
that
the
individual
,
whose
esteem
was
so
coveted
,
was
not
Zeb
Stump
.
Her
next
speech
,
however
,
was
addressed
to
Zeb
,
as
he
reined
up
in
front
of
the
hacienda
.
"
Dear
Mr
Stump
!
"
hailed
a
voice
,
to
which
the
old
hunter
delighted
to
listen
.
"
I
'm
so
glad
to
see
you
.
Dismount
,
and
come
up
here
!
I
know
you
're
a
famous
climber
,
and
wo
n't
mind
a
flight
of
stone
stairs
.
There
's
a
view
from
this
housetop
that
will
reward
you
for
your
trouble
.
"
"
Thur
's
suthin
'
on
the
house-top
theear
,
"
rejoined
the
hunter
,
"
the
view
o
'
which
'
ud
reward
Zeb
Stump
for
climbin
'
to
the
top
o
'
a
steamboat
chimbly
;
'
an
thet
's
yurself
,
Miss
Lewaze
.
I
'll
kum
up
,
soon
as
I
ha
'
stabled
the
ole
maar
,
which
shall
be
dud
in
the
shakin
'
o
'
a
goat
's
tail
.
Gee-up
,
ole
gal
!
"
he
continued
,
addressing
himself
to
the
mare
,
after
he
had
dismounted
,
"
Hold
up
yur
head
,
an
may
be
Plute
hyur
'll
gie
ye
a
wheen
o
'
corn
shucks
for
yur
breakfist
.
"
"
Ho
--
ho
!
Mass
'
Tump
,
"
interposed
the
sable
coachman
,
making
his
appearance
in
the
patio
.
"
Dat
same
do
dis
nigga
--
gub
um
de
shucks
wi
'
de
yaller
corn
inside
ob
dem
.
Ho
--
ho
!
You
gwup
'
tairs
to
de
young
missa
;
an
Plute
he
no
'
gleck
yar
ole
mar.
"
"
Yur
a
dod-rotted
good
sample
o
'
a
nigger
,
Plute
;
an
the
nix
occashun
I
shows
about
hyur
,
I
'll
fetch
you
a
'
possum
--
wi
'
the
meat
on
it
as
tender
as
a
two-year
old
chicken
.
Thet
's
what
I
'm
boun
'
ter
do
.
"
