It wasJetts voice, calling her back to camp. Shamed
and frightened, yet tingling with a joynothing could check, she backed falteringly
away.
Soon after that a sharp ring of Jetts ax droveaway
the canaries. Another crash very close sent cold chills over Milly.
She hadexhausted Catlees fund of stories and his
limited knowledge of thefrontier. Jett spent the remainder of that day making
permanentcamp. The wind swept around and under thewagon, and it needed only a little
more force to make it moan. Yet there was that in hislook which made Milly shrink. A
wide strip of sand ran along the oppositeslope. On that side the wood appeared open,
and led gently up tothe plain.
Follonsbee, dismounting, took the saddle off
hishorse.
From the river bottomcame the deep bay of a
wolf.
Out therecoyotes were yelping their sharp wild
notes.
Howshe strung out the sensations of that
meeting!
Reckon outfits arestrung down the river,
too.
A spring bubbled from under a bank, and as
shepassed it frogs plumped into the water.
Lead the way, down, for Im going asfar as I dare
with you.
He was connected with Jetts outfit,but did not
belong there. Follonsbee, dismounting, took the saddle off hishorse. A clip-clop of
trotting horse made her start sharply.