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"
It
's
true
,
"
he
said
:
"
the
tree
is
there
.
The
young
fellow
is
honest
:
you
've
been
wronging
him
,
Cash
.
I
did
n't
think
it
likely
he
should
have
taken
such
a
queer
plan
to
make
fools
of
us
.
He
there
!
Mr
Sansom
!
Direct
your
teamsters
to
drive
on
!
"
Calhoun
,
not
caring
to
continue
the
conversation
,
nor
yet
remain
longer
in
company
,
spitefully
spurred
his
horse
,
and
trotted
off
over
the
prairie
"
Let
me
look
at
that
card
,
Henry
?
"
said
Louise
,
speaking
to
her
brother
in
a
restrained
voice
.
"
I
'm
curious
to
see
the
cipher
that
has
been
of
such
service
to
us
.
Bring
it
away
,
brother
:
it
can
be
of
no
further
use
where
it
is
--
now
that
we
have
sighted
the
tree
.
"
Henry
,
without
the
slightest
suspicion
of
his
sister
's
motive
for
making
the
request
,
yielded
obedience
to
it
.
Releasing
the
piece
of
pasteboard
from
its
impalement
,
he
"
chucked
"
it
into
her
lap
.
"
Maurice
Gerald
!
"
muttered
the
young
Creole
,
after
deciphering
the
name
upon
the
card
.
"
Maurice
Gerald
!
"
she
repeated
,
in
apostrophic
thought
,
as
she
deposited
the
piece
of
pasteboard
in
her
bosom
.
"
Whoever
you
are
--
whence
you
have
come
--
whither
you
are
going
--
what
you
may
be
--
Henceforth
there
is
a
fate
between
us
!
I
feel
it
--
I
know
it
--
sure
as
there
's
a
sky
above
!
Oh
!
how
that
sky
lowers
!
Am
I
to
take
it
as
a
type
of
this
still
untraced
destiny
?
"
For
some
seconds
,
after
surrendering
herself
to
the
Sybilline
thoughts
thus
expressed
,
the
young
lady
sate
in
silence
--
her
white
hands
clasped
across
her
temples
,
as
if
her
whole
soul
was
absorbed
in
an
attempt
,
either
to
explain
the
past
,
or
penetrate
the
future
.
Her
reverie
--
whatever
might
be
its
cause
--
was
not
of
long
duration
.
She
was
awakened
from
it
,
on
hearing
exclamations
without
--
mingled
with
words
that
declared
some
object
of
apprehension
.
She
recognised
her
brother
's
voice
,
speaking
in
tones
that
betokened
alarm
.
"
Look
,
father
!
do
n't
you
see
them
?
"
