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diff --git a/41962-h/41962-h.htm b/41962-h/41962-h.htm index 51ff802..524ae74 100644 --- a/41962-h/41962-h.htm +++ b/41962-h/41962-h.htm @@ -4,7 +4,7 @@ <html xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" xml:lang="en" lang="en"> <head> - <meta http-equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=iso-8859-1" /> + <meta http-equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8" /> <meta http-equiv="Content-Style-Type" content="text/css" /> <title> The Project Gutenberg eBook of Law Of The North, by Samuel Alexander White. @@ -172,48 +172,7 @@ table { </style> </head> <body> - - -<pre> - -The Project Gutenberg EBook of The Law of the North (Originally published -as Empery), by Samuel Alexander White - -This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with -almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or -re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included -with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org - - -Title: The Law of the North (Originally published as Empery) - A Story of Love and Battle in Rupert's Land - -Author: Samuel Alexander White - -Illustrator: Thornton Skidmore - -Release Date: February 1, 2013 [EBook #41962] - -Language: English - -Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 - -*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE LAW OF THE NORTH *** - - - - -Produced by D Alexander, Mary Meehan, New and replacement -images from Google Print and the Online Distributed -Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net - - - - - - -</pre> - +<div>*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 41962 ***</div> <div class="figcenter"> <img src="images/cover.jpg" alt=""/> @@ -269,7 +228,7 @@ OUTING PUBLISHING COMPANY</p> <tr><td align="right">II. </td><td><a href="#CHAPTER_II"><span class="smcap">The Lodge in the Wilderness</span> </a></td><td align="right">20</td></tr> <tr><td align="right">III. </td><td><a href="#CHAPTER_III"><span class="smcap">An Ultimatum</span> </a></td><td align="right">33</td></tr> <tr><td align="right">IV. </td><td><a href="#CHAPTER_IV"><span class="smcap">Omens of the Law</span> </a></td><td align="right">47</td></tr> -<tr><td align="right">V. </td><td><a href="#CHAPTER_V"><span class="smcap">Desirée</span> </a></td><td align="right">66</td></tr> +<tr><td align="right">V. </td><td><a href="#CHAPTER_V"><span class="smcap">Desirée</span> </a></td><td align="right">66</td></tr> <tr><td align="right">VI. </td><td><a href="#CHAPTER_VI"><span class="smcap">In the Blood</span> </a></td><td align="right">80</td></tr> <tr><td align="right">VII. </td><td><a href="#CHAPTER_VII"><span class="smcap">Lieges of the Wild</span> </a></td><td align="right">86</td></tr> <tr><td align="right">VIII. </td><td><a href="#CHAPTER_VIII"><span class="smcap">The Nor'wester's Flesh</span> </a></td><td align="right">100</td></tr> @@ -645,8 +604,8 @@ with fierce irony. "A good reason. He set eyes on your own ideal."</p> "I hardly catch your meaning."</p> <p>"No?" Flora sneered. "Paddling down Lake Lemeau, as we hunted, who did -we encounter but Desirée Lazard, with her Uncle Pierre and his men. -Desirée Lazard, you understand! The ripest beauty of Oxford House, the +we encounter but Desirée Lazard, with her Uncle Pierre and his men. +Desirée Lazard, you understand! The ripest beauty of Oxford House, the breaker of Hudson's Bay hearts, and the very idol of one Dunvegan." Flora's harsh, grating chuckle, seeming to come more from the dark, unfathomable eyes than from the thin-lipped mouth, held the essence of @@ -657,9 +616,9 @@ deeper flame of red even than that caused by her charge of cowardice. He could not well retort, but as his fingers involuntarily clenched he wished a man had done the baiting.</p> -<p>"Desirée's beauty struck him suddenly and blindingly, like the morning +<p>"Desirée's beauty struck him suddenly and blindingly, like the morning sun over the Blood Flats," the girl went on, more impersonally. "I give -Desirée her due! No northman has ever looked upon her unmoved, and +Desirée her due! No northman has ever looked upon her unmoved, and Ferguson is the most beastially susceptible of them all. She was like red wine in his eyes. I think if he had had a few more paddlers he would have attacked Pierre Lazard's men with the idea of carrying her away by @@ -684,13 +643,13 @@ rights of the child?"</p> <p>The Factor's daughter flung a gesture of the arms riverward, a motion vindictive in the extreme. "I," she averred, "was a cast-off rag. The boy was nothing more. You know Ferguson has no heart—only impulse. He -appears to have gone mad over Desirée Lazard."</p> +appears to have gone mad over Desirée Lazard."</p> <p>"Much good it will do him if we have our hands on him!"</p> <p>"But what if you haven't?"</p> -<p>"We can trust Desirée at the fort."</p> +<p>"We can trust Desirée at the fort."</p> <p>"Perhaps. But, remember, one person at Oxford House made trysts and kept them in spite of guards and gates."</p> @@ -702,7 +661,7 @@ knew that for all her waywardness she was inwardly true. Blessed with a more merciful environment, she would doubtless have been a transformed woman.</p> -<p>"Watch Desirée well," she warned. "Black Ferguson is hard on her trail, +<p>"Watch Desirée well," she warned. "Black Ferguson is hard on her trail, and she is too fine to be lorded by such a beast."</p> <p>Dunvegan paced some awkward steps before the Cree tents, his glance @@ -714,7 +673,7 @@ wandering uncertainly to the waiting brigade by the Katchawan's bank.</p> weren't you would not be Malcolm Macleod's chief trader."</p> <p>"She is a Nor'wester at heart. Her father died in their service, and his -spirit is in her. She cherishes his pride of allegiance. Desirée vows +spirit is in her. She cherishes his pride of allegiance. Desirée vows she will never wed a man of the H. B. C. Her vow stands!"</p> <p>"Tut!" mocked Flora. "A woman's whim easily changed! She stays under the @@ -744,11 +703,11 @@ me here."</p> <p>"Not if we have to fight the whole tribe," declared Dunvegan.</p> <p>But his eyes, only, saw the Crees coming up to the sun-scalded camp. His -mental vision focused on the image of Desirée Lazard. He had told Basil +mental vision focused on the image of Desirée Lazard. He had told Basil Dreaulond that he was anxious to complete his mission and return to Oxford House. And Basil had smiled, knowing well why! Now was he doubly anxious. Flora's news had a perturbing effect. He hungered for a sight -of Desirée singing gayly within the stockades. He yearned for the chance +of Desirée singing gayly within the stockades. He yearned for the chance of conflict to sweep the Nor'wester's shadow from her path.</p> @@ -1210,7 +1169,7 @@ the staff's tip a long standard bellied like a sail in the cross wind, its vivid hue blending with the fiery background, and Nemaire knew the familiar blood-red banner of his Company.</p> -<p>"De brigade!" he shouted for all the post to hear. "<i>Holá!</i> De beeg +<p>"De brigade!" he shouted for all the post to hear. "<i>Holá!</i> De beeg brigade!"</p> <p>Every soul of Oxford House sprang forth at his cry. In a heterogeneous @@ -1249,7 +1208,7 @@ Follet, the owl-faced, dwarf-shaped, half-witted fool who sat on the end of the landing with bare feet in the water, that he might be closest to the incomers.</p> -<p>Conversing in a little group beside Father Brochet stood Desirée Lazard, +<p>Conversing in a little group beside Father Brochet stood Desirée Lazard, the fairest of Oxford House; Pierre, her uncle, and Basil Dreaulond. As the brigade touched the bank, the rushing people blotted it out. The paddlers leaped ashore, stretched cramped limbs, and were swallowed up @@ -1359,7 +1318,7 @@ Dunvegan had to arouse him.</p> <p>"The woman and the child," he prompted. "What is to be done with them?"</p> <p>Macleod wheeled. "See that she gets no canoe to leave the post," was his -curt order. "She goes out with Abbé DuCerne to the nunnery at Montreal +curt order. "She goes out with Abbé DuCerne to the nunnery at Montreal before the frost closes in."</p> <p>As some fierce interpreter of high-latitude laws he pronounced the @@ -1410,7 +1369,7 @@ the Ancient and Honorable, the Hudson's Bay Company."</p> <hr style="width: 65%;" /> <h2><a name="CHAPTER_V" id="CHAPTER_V"></a>CHAPTER V</h2> -<h3>DESIRÉE</h3> +<h3>DESIRÉE</h3> <p>The mass bell's solemn chime pealed forth from the squat tower of the @@ -1479,12 +1438,12 @@ category is that?"</p> <p>Dunvegan turned to see Lazard's niece hurrying toward the building.</p> -<p>"That? Oh, Desirée Lazard!" he answered, striving ineffectually to keep +<p>"That? Oh, Desirée Lazard!" he answered, striving ineffectually to keep his stirring blood from crimsoning his tan. "She's a ward of old Pierre since her father died. Pierre is her uncle."</p> <p>"My word!" Glyndon gasped, and could say no more; although his chin went -nervously up and down while Desirée Lazard approached.</p> +nervously up and down while Desirée Lazard approached.</p> <p>She walked without perceptible effort in that easy rhythm of movement peculiar to wilderness-born women. Her hair, dun-gold as the morning sky @@ -1515,7 +1474,7 @@ has been drafted from Norway House as our clerk and will henceforth be one of us."</p> <p>"Ah! Monsieur will find the society of Oxford House limited after living -in London," laughed Desirée.</p> +in London," laughed Desirée.</p> <p>"More limited, but assuredly not less desirable," Glyndon returned gallantly; and the dwelling of his soft eyes on the girl brought the @@ -1531,12 +1490,12 @@ first.</p> <p>And the chief trader experienced a pang of intense jealousy as he watched the laughter and badinage of the two across the counter while -Desirée made her purchases. He glowered in dark envy and strode out on +Desirée made her purchases. He glowered in dark envy and strode out on to the steps. When the girl danced gaily over the threshold, he did not speak.</p> <p>Glyndon rejoined him, his eyes devouring the lithe, swinging form of -Desirée Lazard as she rushed home humming a little French song under her +Desirée Lazard as she rushed home humming a little French song under her breath.</p> <p>"Jove!" he exclaimed. "Did you ever see such a figure? Look at the @@ -1560,7 +1519,7 @@ Edwin Glyndon down the path.</p> <p>Malcolm Macleod for the first time in twenty years had entered the chapel, not for the service but for the christening. Dunvegan left the -store in charge of his <i>mètis</i> clerk and followed.</p> +store in charge of his <i>mètis</i> clerk and followed.</p> <p>Was he going for the service? Perhaps, for he was a good man, and his religious creed was not a narrow one. Was he going for the christening @@ -1611,7 +1570,7 @@ breathed.</p> taken no part other than as mere listeners sat up with an expectant shuffle. Flora Macleod moved to the front with her child and stood before the altar. Father Brochet looked down upon her. There was no -reproach in his mièn. Experience had taught him that in such a case as +reproach in his mièn. Experience had taught him that in such a case as this, women followed their own hearts even to fleeing from their parents.</p> @@ -1696,10 +1655,10 @@ other, and the consummation of that one promised to be a harder matter.</p> <h3>IN THE BLOOD</h3> -<p>Dunvegan hastened after Desirée Lazard and overtook her near her uncle's +<p>Dunvegan hastened after Desirée Lazard and overtook her near her uncle's cabin. Pierre himself had gone in ahead.</p> -<p>"Wait a moment, Desirée," he begged. "I want you to promise me +<p>"Wait a moment, Desirée," he begged. "I want you to promise me something. I'll have no peace till you do. Macleod has ordered me to build at once the new post on the site I selected——"</p> @@ -1707,7 +1666,7 @@ build at once the new post on the site I selected——"</p> <p>"Yes. It is to hold the Nor'westers in check."</p> -<p>Desirée smiled. "The company of my father!" she reproved gently.</p> +<p>Desirée smiled. "The company of my father!" she reproved gently.</p> <p>"Would that there were no need to fight them!" Dunvegan breathed. "Would that I might stay here! But I cannot. And it is torture for me to go @@ -1720,27 +1679,27 @@ bird.</p> <p>"Why?" Bruce echoed. "Surely you don't mean that. You know what he is. You saw to-day what he has done. They say he is hard set after you. And your heart should recoil from the very idea. Why? You don't mean it, -Desirée. You are not that shallow!"</p> +Desirée. You are not that shallow!"</p> <p>Her eyes suddenly softened. "Forgive me, Bruce. I was only tormenting you. I promise. I freely promise." She thrust both hands in his.</p> <p>Dunvegan's blood leaped at the contact, but he controlled himself. -"That's well, Desirée," he murmured. "That's so much gained. And what I +"That's well, Desirée," he murmured. "That's so much gained. And what I gain I never lose. Perhaps when I come back I may gain still more!"</p> <p>His gaze had a hunger in it. The whole strong manliness of his honest -nature was pleading for what she had hitherto denied him. Desirée felt +nature was pleading for what she had hitherto denied him. Desirée felt the strength of his passion and lowered her glance.</p> <p>There were people passing, but foot by foot in her maddening elusiveness -Desirée had drawn from the trail till she was hidden behind the outer +Desirée had drawn from the trail till she was hidden behind the outer cabin door which swung half open. Dunvegan, his shoulders wedged in the opening, tried to read her face.</p> <p>"In a few days I'll be gone to build Kamattawa," he went on. "Give me some hope before I go. Don't send me away without a shred of -encouragement, Desirée."</p> +encouragement, Desirée."</p> <p>Wide-eyed she gazed at him. She was flushed, her manner all uncertain. Her breath came quickly. Abruptly she flung out her arms in a swift @@ -1755,7 +1714,7 @@ different."</p> <p>Dunvegan stepped back, his lips closed grimly.</p> -<p>"Would you—ever break your allegiance?" Desirée faltered.</p> +<p>"Would you—ever break your allegiance?" Desirée faltered.</p> <p>"Never while my blood runs!"</p> @@ -1783,11 +1742,11 @@ swear by these Nor'westers?" he demanded. "You will swear by a lot of frontier ruffians herded under the leadership of such a scoundrel as Black Ferguson? Tell me that!"</p> -<p>"I must," Desirée answered.</p> +<p>"I must," Desirée answered.</p> <p>Dunvegan turned on his heel without another word.</p> -<p>But Desirée was flying after him as he reached the trail. Her hand was +<p>But Desirée was flying after him as he reached the trail. Her hand was on his shoulder.</p> <p>"Bruce," she panted.</p> @@ -1807,7 +1766,7 @@ my hatred. Not <i>all</i> its servants! Don't you understand?"</p> of something he had never surprised before. The joy of the discovery ran through him like exultant fire.</p> -<p>He prisoned both the wrists at his shoulders. "Desirée, you care! You +<p>He prisoned both the wrists at his shoulders. "Desirée, you care! You care a little!"</p> <p>"Yes," she breathed, and still unwillingly, "I care—a little!"</p> @@ -2007,7 +1966,7 @@ jabbered in guttural accents.</p> with Nenaubosho!"</p> <p>"<i>Non</i>," was Basil Dreaulond's more commonplace explanation. "De mad -<i>giddés</i> bite heem. Dis Gaspard goin' crazy lak' dose yelpin' beas'."</p> +<i>giddés</i> bite heem. Dis Gaspard goin' crazy lak' dose yelpin' beas'."</p> <p>But the chief trader bade them speculate in silence.</p> @@ -2285,7 +2244,7 @@ trap!"</p> <p>In a flash he understood that Ferguson had got wind of their coming and laid a trap for them. Dunvegan's force in his power, and Oxford House -would be an easier prey! And Desirée Lazard an easier prey still! A +would be an easier prey! And Desirée Lazard an easier prey still! A madness seized Dunvegan. He vowed that Black Ferguson should pay the penalty! His fingers closed on the man's wind-pipe, but a falling beam hit him on the shoulder, hurling him away from his enemy and half-way @@ -2404,7 +2363,7 @@ Dunvegan a few days after. "Take care you do not lose this one."</p> Company's store.</p> <p>The chief trader stared and frowned. The two figures strolling over the -path, Edwin Glyndon to his morning's business as clerk and Desirée +path, Edwin Glyndon to his morning's business as clerk and Desirée Lazard for small purchases which were now growing very frequent, had been too much together of late to suit the chief trader's taste.</p> @@ -2437,7 +2396,7 @@ strength or craft."</p> <p>Dunvegan paced uneasily in front of his trading room, his eyes glancing furtively toward the blank doorway of the store through which Glyndon -and Desirée had disappeared.</p> +and Desirée had disappeared.</p> <p>"Yet I go this afternoon with my men to build Kamattawa, leaving a free field to him," he brooded. "Is that not giving Glyndon an advantage @@ -2590,7 +2549,7 @@ fleet of canoes pointed over Oxford's waters. The crowd cheered madly, dinning farewells and firing continual <i>feu-de-joies</i>. They thrilled at the sight of the brawn going forth to build Kamattawa to shut out the Nor'westers from the Valley. These looked able to do it; brown-armed -white men; swarthy post Indians; the hardy <i>mètis</i>; the dashing +white men; swarthy post Indians; the hardy <i>mètis</i>; the dashing voyageurs. The watchers' pulses leaped with admiration for the indefatigable leader who had travelled thus at the head of countless brigades on some stern mission for the Company. For him they raised a @@ -2622,7 +2581,7 @@ their familiar boating song:</p> artistic charm nature alone can give:</p> <div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">"<i>Ah fils du roi, tu es mèchant,</i><br /></span> +<span class="i0">"<i>Ah fils du roi, tu es mèchant,</i><br /></span> <span class="i0"><i>En roulant ma boule,</i><br /></span> <span class="i0"><i>Toutes les plumes s'en vont au vent,</i><br /></span> <span class="i0"><i>Rouli roulant, ma boule roulant.</i>"<br /></span> @@ -2633,7 +2592,7 @@ artistic charm nature alone can give:</p> <div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">"<i>En roulant ma boule roulante,</i><br /></span> <span class="i0"><i>En roulant ma boule;</i><br /></span> -<span class="i0"><i>Derrière chez-nous y-a-t-un' ètang;</i><br /></span> +<span class="i0"><i>Derrière chez-nous y-a-t-un' ètang;</i><br /></span> <span class="i0"><i>En roulant ma boule.</i>"<br /></span> </div></div> @@ -2689,7 +2648,7 @@ in the absence of any lake swell.</p> Wahbiscaw, puzzled.</p> <p>But with a command for him to wait in silence Dunvegan was climbing the -rocks. Up on the peak of the boulder-like island he found Desirée and +rocks. Up on the peak of the boulder-like island he found Desirée and Father Brochet.</p> <p>"See," she laughed, her beauty increased tenfold by the splendor of sun @@ -2704,7 +2663,7 @@ human!</p> to meet me on my return! Would you?" He retained the hands that made him quiver.</p> -<p>"Who knows?" Desirée pouted teasingly. "The snows will be lying deep. +<p>"Who knows?" Desirée pouted teasingly. "The snows will be lying deep. You may come in a blizzard! Who knows?"</p> <p>Like a red ring her lips allured. Father Brochet piously turned his @@ -2718,7 +2677,7 @@ eyes.</p> <p>"Till I come," Dunvegan pleaded.</p> -<p>"Yes," Desirée answered, softening. "I told you I would never marry a +<p>"Yes," Desirée answered, softening. "I told you I would never marry a Hudson's Bay man."</p> <p>"Keep it well, then," he adjured—"till I come!"</p> @@ -2736,7 +2695,7 @@ that he stumbled a little in reaching the canoe.</p> <p>"Wik! Wik!" Wahbiscaw called. The craft slanted through the channel and was gone.</p> -<p>Brochet, watching closely, saw a great void grow in Desirée's eyes.</p> +<p>Brochet, watching closely, saw a great void grow in Desirée's eyes.</p> <p>"Ah," he mused, "if this had been return!"</p> @@ -2824,7 +2783,7 @@ but voiced their allegiance.</p> <p>"<i>Vive La Compagnie!</i>" exulted the impetuous Baptiste Verenne, a typical voyageur.</p> -<p>"<i>Grace à Dieu!</i>" pealed his comrades, stridently—"<i>Grace à Dieu!</i>" +<p>"<i>Grace à Dieu!</i>" pealed his comrades, stridently—"<i>Grace à Dieu!</i>" Like some wild orison to an invisible god—the Company god it might be—their musical tongues chanted the phrase.</p> @@ -2925,7 +2884,7 @@ but Eugene Demorel knew the courier's tone. The stockade opened for a second, a raging snowgap in the draught. Basil stumbled into the log store.</p> -<p>"<i>Holá, camarade</i>," they greeted joyously. "How do you like the +<p>"<i>Holá, camarade</i>," they greeted joyously. "How do you like the weather?"</p> <p>"<i>Mauvais</i>," groaned Dreaulond, leaning toward the flames. "<i>Saprie</i>, @@ -2958,7 +2917,7 @@ his chilled marrow.</p> <p>"Any news of the Factor's daughter?" Connear asked him.</p> <p>"<i>Non!</i>" Basil frowned and added: "She's wit' Black Ferguson, I bet on -dat. She got de spirit of her <i>père</i>. She'd go to La Roche an' mak' heem +dat. She got de spirit of her <i>père</i>. She'd go to La Roche an' mak' heem geeve her sheltaire."</p> <p>"And Running Wolf gone over to him, too. We found that out. That whelp @@ -2984,7 +2943,7 @@ grog, go ovaire to de Nor'westaire. Dey drink her pretty free."</p> <p>"Yes. Black Ferguson swears by it."</p> <p>"Dis Black Ferguson wan devil," declared Dreaulond, passing into the -trading room. "Now he be run after Desirée Lazard, but she not be look +trading room. "Now he be run after Desirée Lazard, but she not be look at heem!"</p> <p>From his desk Dunvegan glanced steadily at the courier.</p> @@ -2994,11 +2953,11 @@ at heem!"</p> <p>"<i>Non</i>," replied his friend. "I'm sorry, me."</p> <p>"Something's wrong," blurted the chief trader. "Tell me what it is. Has -the Nor'wester had speech with Desirée?" Dunvegan's voice was strained, +the Nor'wester had speech with Desirée?" Dunvegan's voice was strained, his fingers clenched white on the wood of his desk.</p> <p>"Not dat," Basil explained awkwardly. "De dangaire is in anoder -quartaire! Desirée an' dis Edwin Glyndon dey togedder mooch—ver' mooch. +quartaire! Desirée an' dis Edwin Glyndon dey togedder mooch—ver' mooch. All de autumn taim dey canoe, dey walk, dey spik alone. Dat be not ma beezness! <i>Vraiment</i> dat none of ma affair. <i>Mais</i>, I t'ink you want know, mebbe, an' I be tell you w'at I see. Dey togedder all de taim!"</p> @@ -3027,12 +2986,12 @@ Shamattawa and the Wokattiwagan. The Factor will go to raze Fort Dumarge. We outfit at Oxford House and move against Fort Brondel."</p> <p>A cheer hit the rafters. Unprecedented activity followed. The breeds -blew in with the exhausted giddés. Recuperation came to these Company +blew in with the exhausted giddés. Recuperation came to these Company dogs with the night's rest, and into the bitter dawn they were haled. The cold struck nippingly at bare fingers that loaded arms and travelling necessities on the sledges, lashed the moosehide covers over the provender, and tied the stubborn babiche knots. Likewise the frost -squeezed the hands that harnessed the dogs. The giddés themselves whined +squeezed the hands that harnessed the dogs. The giddés themselves whined and stirred uneasily in the cold. They were eager for the rush that would make their blood run warm.</p> @@ -3046,7 +3005,7 @@ release, and a shout of farewell thundered.</p> <p>"<i>Pour</i> Shamattawa! <i>Pour</i> Wokattiwagan!" rang the responses from the loyal Hudson's Bay men.</p> -<p>"<i>Marche! Marche!</i>" called the breeds to the <i>giddés</i>, and the cavalcade +<p>"<i>Marche! Marche!</i>" called the breeds to the <i>giddés</i>, and the cavalcade swung over the long trail.</p> @@ -3083,7 +3042,7 @@ jammed the latch viciously.</p> next! Ye dinna glint onything but a herd o' caribou driftin' before the storm."</p> -<p>"<i>Bâ, oui</i>," persisted Nicolet, "w'en de storm she be sheeft wan leetl' +<p>"<i>Bâ, oui</i>," persisted Nicolet, "w'en de storm she be sheeft wan leetl' bit an' de cloud break oop, I see dose trains 'cross de <i>lac</i>. <i>Vraiment</i>, dat's so!" Maurice nodded his head energetically and added a string of French superlatives.</p> @@ -3115,7 +3074,7 @@ scattering the loose drifts like foam.</p> <p>"Hu! Hu! Hu!" shrieked the Indian dog drivers, directing the teams to the trading door with a tremendous cracking of their long lashes. There -the <i>giddés</i> halted, whimpering in the traces. The arms and equipments +the <i>giddés</i> halted, whimpering in the traces. The arms and equipments were thrown inside. The storm-harried travelers stumbled after.</p> <p>"Maurice, ye fule," fumed Donald Muir, "fire up. Dinna stan' there wi' @@ -3135,7 +3094,7 @@ through with hard work. The change of clothing is well thought of."</p> the Scot. "I masel maun see tae the outfits."</p> <p>He bustled off, sending halfbreeds with the dog teams to the log -building where the Company's <i>giddés</i> were kept, ordering food for men +building where the Company's <i>giddés</i> were kept, ordering food for men and animals, bestowing general comfort upon the Kamattawa stalwarts crouched around the fireplace.</p> @@ -3143,10 +3102,10 @@ crouched around the fireplace.</p> newly-built Fort. The rest of Dunvegan's tired followers were here. The flames licked the bronzed, familiar faces of Pete Connear, Terence Burke, Baptiste Verenne, Maskwa, Wahbiscaw, the hardy halfbreeds, the -trusted post Indians, the faithful <i>mètis</i>.</p> +trusted post Indians, the faithful <i>mètis</i>.</p> <p>Loyal to the Company, they were here at the Company's call. And they had -come as Desirée Lazard had idly prophesied.</p> +come as Desirée Lazard had idly prophesied.</p> <p>"Kip back," Maurice Nicolet ordered the Oxford House loungers round the fire. "Let dese men have more room. You be well fed, warm—full of @@ -3270,7 +3229,7 @@ you say cannot have happened."</p> <p>"Why?"</p> -<p>"As you know, Desirée's feeling leaned toward the Nor'westers. She +<p>"As you know, Desirée's feeling leaned toward the Nor'westers. She registered a vow that she would never marry a Hudson's Bay man."</p> <p>"Neither did she!"</p> @@ -3575,7 +3534,7 @@ mocking, oppressive, supernatural, phantasmagoric.</p> surface the incline fell so sharply that extreme care was necessary to make the descent in safety. The Indian dog drivers whipped up their teams to force them in a direct line, while some clung to the sledges -that they might not break away wildly and over-run the rushing <i>giddés</i>. +that they might not break away wildly and over-run the rushing <i>giddés</i>. The plunge beat up a cloud of foaming snow particles. Sled after sled shot down. The men half coasted, half ran with amazing speed on the feathery slope. An immense groove in the white covering of the mountain @@ -3651,7 +3610,7 @@ necromancy!</p> distance. Dunvegan decided to make mid-day camp there. He gave the order to his men, an order that was received with great alacrity.</p> -<p>"<i>Chac! Chac! Chac!</i>" yelled the drivers to the <i>giddés</i>, enforcing the +<p>"<i>Chac! Chac! Chac!</i>" yelled the drivers to the <i>giddés</i>, enforcing the order with splitting reports from the long lashes of their dog whips.</p> <p>Gleefully and dutifully the sledge animals turned toward the Cree tepees @@ -3757,13 +3716,13 @@ his snowshoes.</p> spruce boughs crackled merrily. Baptiste Verenne lay back on a pile of green branches before the flames and hummed to the kettles that they might the more quickly melt their contents of snow into steam and boil -the tea. His high tenor voice chanted the air of <i>L'Exilé</i>, a song of +the tea. His high tenor voice chanted the air of <i>L'Exilé</i>, a song of far-off France. Very softly and dreamily he sang:</p> <div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">"<i>Combien j'ai douce souvenance</i><br /></span> <span class="i0"><i>Du joli lieu de ma naissance!</i><br /></span> -<span class="i0"><i>Ma cœur, qu'ils étaient beaux, les jours de France!</i><br /></span> +<span class="i0"><i>Ma cœur, qu'ils étaient beaux, les jours de France!</i><br /></span> <span class="i0"><i>O mon pays! sois mes amours,</i><br /></span> <span class="i0"><i>O mon pays! sois mes amours. Toujours!</i>"<br /></span> </div></div> @@ -3772,10 +3731,10 @@ far-off France. Very softly and dreamily he sang:</p> on more tenderly:</p> <div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">"<i>Te souvient-il que notre mère,</i><br /></span> -<span class="i0"><i>Au foyer de notre chaumière,</i><br /></span> +<span class="i0">"<i>Te souvient-il que notre mère,</i><br /></span> +<span class="i0"><i>Au foyer de notre chaumière,</i><br /></span> <span class="i0"><i>Nous pressait sur son cœur joyeux</i><br /></span> -<span class="i2"><i>Ma chère?</i><br /></span> +<span class="i2"><i>Ma chère?</i><br /></span> <span class="i0"><i>Et nous baisions ses blancs cheveux.</i><br /></span> <span class="i2"><i>Tous deux.</i>"<br /></span> </div></div> @@ -3839,10 +3798,10 @@ Eh, dat so, M'sieu Burke?"</p> <span class="i0">"<i>Te souvient-il de cette amie,</i><br /></span> <span class="i0"><i>Douce compagne de ma vie?</i><br /></span> <span class="i0"><i>Dans les bois, en cueillant la fleur Jolie,</i><br /></span> -<span class="i0"><i>Hélène appuyait sur mon cœur. Son cœur.</i><br /></span> +<span class="i0"><i>Hélène appuyait sur mon cœur. Son cœur.</i><br /></span> </div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><i>Oh, qui rendra mon Hélène,</i><br /></span> -<span class="i0"><i>Et la montagne, et le grand chêne?</i><br /></span> +<span class="i0"><i>Oh, qui rendra mon Hélène,</i><br /></span> +<span class="i0"><i>Et la montagne, et le grand chêne?</i><br /></span> <span class="i0"><i>Leur souvenir fait tous les jours ma peine.</i><br /></span> <span class="i0"><i>Mon pays sera mes amours. Toujours!"</i><br /></span> </div></div> @@ -4268,7 +4227,7 @@ charged, indifferent whether their chisel-like fangs sliced master or master's foe. But they had waited too long! The moment when their assault might have seriously hindered the Hudson's Bay men—in the initial minute of the fight—was past. A half dozen of Dunvegan's -followers sprang out of the mêlée, and, catching up dog whips, flayed +followers sprang out of the mêlée, and, catching up dog whips, flayed neutrality through their tough hides.</p> <p>The cowing of the Nor'westers' huskies was coincident with the @@ -4296,7 +4255,7 @@ arrived teams came when the masters were satisfied. Baptiste Verenne and the drivers arose, taking the allotted portion of thawed whitefish. They took their dog whips also.</p> -<p>"<i>Ici, giddés</i>," Baptiste called.</p> +<p>"<i>Ici, giddés</i>," Baptiste called.</p> <p>The animals leaped forward on the instant, growling and slavering for the whitefish. One meal in twenty-four hours was not in any wise @@ -4540,7 +4499,7 @@ night across the world blazed this carnival of flame.</p> <h3>A DOUBLE SURPRISE.</h3> -<p>"<i>Arrêtez!</i>" The sentinel's challenge from the gates of Fort Brondel +<p>"<i>Arrêtez!</i>" The sentinel's challenge from the gates of Fort Brondel rang out sharply in the near-dawn.</p> <p>Through the blinding smother of great, soft-falling snowflakes he had @@ -4551,7 +4510,7 @@ precautions for secrecy. The storm-laden air choked the first cry of the watchman, preventing it from reaching the clogged ears of the approaching party. Again his hail was lifted up.</p> -<p>"<i>Holá! Arrêtez!</i>" he commanded, the strident tone cutting the snow.</p> +<p>"<i>Holá! Arrêtez!</i>" he commanded, the strident tone cutting the snow.</p> <p>Instantly the leading team pulled up. The others lined behind it. Brondel's sentinel could discern five bulky sledges, each accompanied by @@ -4625,7 +4584,7 @@ waiting for."</p> <p>To the chief trader it was an incredible thing that they reached the buildings in the center of the yard without any alarm being raised. The -<i>giddés</i> whined. Instantly a howling response arose from the quarters +<i>giddés</i> whined. Instantly a howling response arose from the quarters where the fort dogs were kept. Gripping their arms tightly, the invaders waited for the uproar that should follow the huskies' wailing and for the man-to-man struggle which must succeed the awakening of the post.</p> @@ -4780,7 +4739,7 @@ weapon in his belt.</p> <p>Bitter as acid was the woman's voice which hurled the threat. Across the flickering candle rays Dunvegan's startled glance met a leveled pistol -and beyond that the beautiful, defiant eyes of Desirée Lazard.</p> +and beyond that the beautiful, defiant eyes of Desirée Lazard.</p> <p>The unintelligible cry rising within the man choked in his dry throat. He gasped and trembled, causing the white light to play over bedstead, @@ -4792,7 +4751,7 @@ weakness that banished self-control.</p> <p>"One more step," she warned, marking his restless muscular twitching. "I mean it. As God hears me, I mean it!"</p> -<p>Dunvegan's mind was battling chaotically with amazement at Desirée's +<p>Dunvegan's mind was battling chaotically with amazement at Desirée's presence, with wonder at her attitude, with a thousand conflicting emotions, each inspired by some swift-passing thought. Joy, doubt, jealousy, malice, love, judgment, forgiveness—these all mingled, held @@ -4803,7 +4762,7 @@ reserve. Therein rested his salvation.</p> <p>He still held the candle to one side, and his face was not clear. Even his figure remained shadowy in the sputtering gleam. That, he knew, -accounted for Desirée's mistaking him for her husband.</p> +accounted for Desirée's mistaking him for her husband.</p> <p>Now deliberately and with a steady hand he moved his light to the front so that its glimmer yellowed his wind-tanned face.</p> @@ -4818,7 +4777,7 @@ maintained by a nerve-wrenching effort.</p> <p>"You do not dream," he ventured in a measured tone. "I am a strict reality, though an intruding one."</p> -<p>At the sound of his voice Desirée dropped her loaded pistol on the bed. +<p>At the sound of his voice Desirée dropped her loaded pistol on the bed. Her tense body shivered, as if at escape from menace or danger. She covered her face with her hands. The full bosom worked in a paroxysm of sobs.</p> @@ -4827,11 +4786,11 @@ sobs.</p> <p>Dunvegan set the candle on a nearby stool and leaned back with folded arms against the door jamb. Thus could he the better control himself, -for Desirée's weeping tore his fibres. Irrelevantly he noted that she +for Desirée's weeping tore his fibres. Irrelevantly he noted that she was not prepared for slumber, but wore a flowing, open-throated day dress. This fact added to Bruce's mystification.</p> -<p>Presently Desirée glanced up, an expression of fear succeeding the +<p>Presently Desirée glanced up, an expression of fear succeeding the despair in her face. She rushed swiftly across the chamber to Dunvegan, her hands extended appealingly.</p> @@ -4855,7 +4814,7 @@ Roche."</p> <p>"According to Black Ferguson's plan as I read it."</p> -<p>Desirée looked searchingly at the chief trader for a half-minute.</p> +<p>Desirée looked searchingly at the chief trader for a half-minute.</p> <p>"What do you know?" was her suspicious question, barbed with a slight resentment of his curt words.</p> @@ -4867,7 +4826,7 @@ the foregoing was but a design of Black Ferguson's to get you beyond the stockades of Oxford House and in a place where he could lay hands on you."</p> -<p>"But he can't," protested Desirée. "I am—you see, I was married."</p> +<p>"But he can't," protested Desirée. "I am—you see, I was married."</p> <p>"Can't!" Dunvegan exploded. The tone of the one word was eloquent conviction. He added darkly: "It is well that I have come in time."</p> @@ -4885,7 +4844,7 @@ cheeks. Bruce freed himself, fighting to keep his feelings in check.</p> <p>"I am quite sane," he answered her.</p> -<p>"You are in Fort Brondel," Desirée announced severely. "A Nor'west +<p>"You are in Fort Brondel," Desirée announced severely. "A Nor'west fort——"</p> <p>"Your pardon," Dunvegan interrupted. "A Hudson's Bay fort!"</p> @@ -4897,7 +4856,7 @@ fort——"</p> <p>"Mad enough to have taken this post! I command forty-odd men in the rooms below."</p> -<p>Incredulity widened Desirée's eyes, but the chief trader's manner was +<p>Incredulity widened Desirée's eyes, but the chief trader's manner was convincing. She murmured a little in astonishment.</p> <p>"We—of the post?" she stammered.</p> @@ -4905,7 +4864,7 @@ convincing. She murmured a little in astonishment.</p> <p>"Taken, too! The men become my prisoners—when I find them. You also are a captive!"</p> -<p>"Thank God!" Desirée cried, flushing to the temples. "Thank God!"</p> +<p>"Thank God!" Desirée cried, flushing to the temples. "Thank God!"</p> <p>It was Bruce's turn for bewilderment. The ecstatic fervor of the woman's voice astounded him.</p> @@ -4914,7 +4873,7 @@ voice astounded him.</p> post seems the place of riddles to-night. Oddest of all to me is the fact that I have met with no opposition—except from yourself!"</p> -<p>He smiled, bowing courteously. Desirée smiled too, wanly and without the +<p>He smiled, bowing courteously. Desirée smiled too, wanly and without the least approach to mirth.</p> <p>"Come," she suggested. "I will show you why."</p> @@ -4924,7 +4883,7 @@ stairs, and through the great store which belonged to the Northwest Fur Company. Under the wondering gaze of the men they passed and entered the passage into which Bruce Dunvegan had glanced before. This passageway extended for many paces. A closed door stopped their progress at the -farther end. Desirée laid her finger tips against it.</p> +farther end. Desirée laid her finger tips against it.</p> <p>"The garrison of Fort Brondel is in there," she murmured.</p> @@ -4935,7 +4894,7 @@ farther end. Desirée laid her finger tips against it.</p> <p>"I had better call my fighters. And you? Wouldn't it be well for you to go back? There may be violence, and——"</p> -<p>"No necessity whatever," Desirée interrupted cynically. "They will not +<p>"No necessity whatever," Desirée interrupted cynically. "They will not strike a blow. I can vouch for that."</p> <p>An instant she paused, as if summoning her will power to do a hateful @@ -4952,7 +4911,7 @@ recognized the features of Glyndon, enpurpled and drink-puffed. The rest of the revelers had fallen into every imaginable attitude expressive of uncontrolled muscle and befuddled mind.</p> -<p>The stench of spirits was overpowering. Dunvegan drew Desirée back.</p> +<p>The stench of spirits was overpowering. Dunvegan drew Desirée back.</p> <p>"This is sickening," he cried.</p> @@ -4974,13 +4933,13 @@ Bruce turned quickly. The tall Ojibway fort runner stood there.</p> will?"</p> <p>"I will go with you, my brother," the chief trader decided. "It is well -to see who they are, myself." He walked with Desirée back into the +to see who they are, myself." He walked with Desirée back into the store.</p> <p>"Bind the drunken Nor'westers in the trading room," he ordered the men. "Come, Maskwa," he added to the Ojibway.</p> -<p>The fort runner stalked at his back through the snowy yard. Desirée +<p>The fort runner stalked at his back through the snowy yard. Desirée stood and watched them from the door, while away in the east the light of dawn grew little by little.</p> @@ -5085,7 +5044,7 @@ hastily. "The woman is in my protection, not in my possession."</p> <p>"We are different men," answered Bruce, as they entered the store.</p> -<p>Desirée still waited beside the door. Maskwa passed her by without a +<p>Desirée still waited beside the door. Maskwa passed her by without a look, making his way toward the trading room. Had she had the beauty of all the angels, her fairness would have commanded no homage from his cunning, leathery heart.</p> @@ -5103,7 +5062,7 @@ faultless.</p> <p>"To La Roche," Bruce supplied. "You see I was right. I came just in time."</p> -<p>With an impulsive, winning gesture Desirée put her hands in Dunvegan's.</p> +<p>With an impulsive, winning gesture Desirée put her hands in Dunvegan's.</p> <p>"I ought to be thankful," she began, brokenly. "And I am! Heaven knows I am! But I should also be frank. After greeting you as I did in my room I @@ -5124,7 +5083,7 @@ our marriage? From the moment of flight?"</p> <p>"What!" exclaimed the thunderstruck chief trader. "What's that you say?"</p> -<p>Desirée tottered. "Let me sit down on this bench," she begged. "I'm weak +<p>Desirée tottered. "Let me sit down on this bench," she begged. "I'm weak somehow and—and faint."</p> <p>Dunvegan leaned back against the store counter.</p> @@ -5144,7 +5103,7 @@ voice.</p> <p>"You did," he persisted, rather cruelly and with an ultra-selfish motive.</p> -<p>"Infatuation," Desirée cried, "for the clean mask that he wore. But +<p>"Infatuation," Desirée cried, "for the clean mask that he wore. But love?—Ah! no, can one love a sot, a beast?"</p> <p>"Tell me," Dunvegan urged.</p> @@ -5160,7 +5119,7 @@ Bruce. I imagined I cared more for the other. My indecision could not brook his mad wooing. For remember that change, absence, and pressure are the three things which convert any woman's will."</p> -<p>Desirée paused, a pleading for pity in her glance.</p> +<p>Desirée paused, a pleading for pity in her glance.</p> <p>"I took refuge behind my vow," she continued after a second. "But that gave me no stability. If I would marry him, he promised to leave Oxford @@ -5178,7 +5137,7 @@ factor's wife in a post removed from Fort La Roche."</p> <p>Bruce made a disdainful gesture. "Those messengers showed you how safe it was," he remarked acridly.</p> -<p>"Father Brochet married us," Desirée went on stonily. "It was in the +<p>"Father Brochet married us," Desirée went on stonily. "It was in the evening. At once we fled from Oxford House, the sentry thinking we were only taking a turn on the lake with the dogs. But in the forest a Nor'west guide from Brondel met us with another sledge as agreed, and @@ -5193,17 +5152,17 @@ the Nor'wester built a fire, in order to greet his bride——"</p> <p>Bruce's smothered oath interrupted.</p> -<p>"What?" Desirée asked.</p> +<p>"What?" Desirée asked.</p> <p>"Nothing," he murmured, the veins of his neck swelling and nearly choking him.</p> -<p>"Instead," Desirée resumed, "he greeted my pistol muzzle. Day and night +<p>"Instead," Desirée resumed, "he greeted my pistol muzzle. Day and night since he has greeted it also."</p> <p>Struck with the lightning significance of her speech, Bruce Dunvegan leaped across the intervening floor space. Like some cherished -possession of his own he snatched her palms. "Desirée! Desirée!" he +possession of his own he snatched her palms. "Desirée! Desirée!" he panted.</p> <p>The danger note was in his voice, the danger fire in his look. @@ -5237,7 +5196,7 @@ swooping owls' wings.</p> <p>A homely spot of life and warmth amid this vast desolation was the post of Brondel. All the Nor'west prisoners except Gaspard Follet, Glyndon, -and Desirée had been transferred in care of a strong guard to Oxford +and Desirée had been transferred in care of a strong guard to Oxford House where they were confined under very strict surveillance in the blockhouse. The men of the guard returning brought news of how Malcolm Macleod, failing to surprise Fort Dumarge and rush its stockades, was @@ -5251,7 +5210,7 @@ in which he stood from the overwhelming power of his own desires, Dunvegan prayed in his heart for the fall of Fort Dumarge and the advent of the Factor. He thought he could find respite and ultimate safety in the call which would summon him to the attack of La Roche away from the -lure of Desirée Lazard.</p> +lure of Desirée Lazard.</p> <p>But monotonously the short days slipped into long nights, and still no word came from Malcolm Macleod. Dumarge was proving stubborn.</p> @@ -5267,9 +5226,9 @@ certain issue, understanding the immensity of his struggle, seeing no chance of escape.</p> <p>True, he contemplated asking permission of the Factor to send Glyndon -and Desirée to Oxford House. But over this he hesitated long, fearing +and Desirée to Oxford House. But over this he hesitated long, fearing that beyond his guard Black Ferguson's cunning might prevail and that -Desirée might fall into the Nor'wester's grip. But finally, driven to +Desirée might fall into the Nor'wester's grip. But finally, driven to desperation, Bruce started a runner on the trail to the beleaguering camp outside the palisades of Dumarge, requesting the transfer of the prisoners to the home post.</p> @@ -5298,7 +5257,7 @@ awaited the success of Malcolm Macleod. Like shadows since the first had they moved across the northern reaches from obscurity to certainty, from vagueness to tangibility, omens of a coming law in the wilderness!</p> -<p>Also like a shadow Desirée Lazard flitted free before the chief trader +<p>Also like a shadow Desirée Lazard flitted free before the chief trader in Fort Brondel. Bitter through her utter disillusionment, swept by a fire as compelling as that against which Bruce Dunvegan battled, she cared not how high ran the tide of feeling. With a woman's instinctive @@ -5306,7 +5265,7 @@ pride in her powers she smiled on the re-awakening of the old love, thrilled to its magnifying intensity, responded with a half guilty ecstacy to its fierce, measureless strength.</p> -<p>Listening in the fort, Desirée would hear Bruce's rifle talking as he +<p>Listening in the fort, Desirée would hear Bruce's rifle talking as he hunted through the lonely woods. It spoke to her of misery, pain, and yearning. Secretly she rejoiced. Then at night her eyes shone across to him through the birch logs' glow. Her hair gleamed like the candlelight. @@ -5322,7 +5281,7 @@ lose his wife unless Stern Father comes to move us."</p> <p>But Fort Dumarge, feeling the pinch of hunger, still held firm against Malcolm Macleod.</p> -<p>As ever the evenings came round. Desirée's spell grew stronger. The +<p>As ever the evenings came round. Desirée's spell grew stronger. The attitude of the two began to be marked by all in the fort as the curb loosened imperceptibly, but surely. Out of hearing in the blockhouse or the trading room, the Hudson's Bay men commented on their leader's @@ -5332,7 +5291,7 @@ acknowledged was the Company's discipline. They were north of fifty-three, and they scorned the fine points of ecclesiastics. Two ruling powers they knew: red blood and a strong arm.</p> -<p>Because Bruce Dunvegan held the upper hand and wanted Desirée Lazard as +<p>Because Bruce Dunvegan held the upper hand and wanted Desirée Lazard as he wanted nothing else on earth, they marveled that he did not get rid of the prisoner and marry her. Behind the screen of hundreds of miles of forest they had seen the thing done many times before, and no one in the @@ -5410,7 +5369,7 @@ profligate, luxurious.</p> <p>Gay as any of the mating birds Baptiste Verenne sang about the Post. And when even the veins of squaw and husky thrilled with excess of vigor, -the tremendous swelling and merging of the passion that absorbed Desirée +the tremendous swelling and merging of the passion that absorbed Desirée and Dunvegan could be vaguely gauged. As surely as the glowing warmth of spring was increasing to febrile summer heat, the man was being drawn to the woman. The distance between them gradually lessened. Dumarge had @@ -5430,7 +5389,7 @@ of surprise was not courted.</p> <p>Yet Baptiste had not been mistaken. Dreaulond and his men hailed the post cheerily.</p> -<p>"<i>Holá!</i>" was the cry. "<i>Voyez le pacquet de la Compagnie.</i>"</p> +<p>"<i>Holá!</i>" was the cry. "<i>Voyez le pacquet de la Compagnie.</i>"</p> <p>"<i>Oui, mes camarades</i>," shouted Verenne as sentinel from the high stockades. "<i>Entrez! Entrez vite!</i>"</p> @@ -5452,7 +5411,7 @@ think that he did not really understand himself or his feelings.</p> <i>pacquet</i>."</p> <p>A startled, feminine cry echoed behind the men. Bruce swung on his heel. -Her eyes brooding with half-formed fear, Desirée Lazard was regarding +Her eyes brooding with half-formed fear, Desirée Lazard was regarding them.</p> <p>The chief trader motioned her out. She did not obey.</p> @@ -5469,7 +5428,7 @@ found the documents directed to him.</p> <p>"Macleod will be here in two days," was his answer. "Now will you go!"</p> -<p>The intensity of Dunvegan bordered on savagery. Desirée slipped to the +<p>The intensity of Dunvegan bordered on savagery. Desirée slipped to the door. Outwardly conquered, she disappeared, but victory still lurked in her glance.</p> @@ -5525,7 +5484,7 @@ elbows.</p> <p>And Glyndon went most frequently where the rum flowed freest. After the abstinence imposed by confinement since the week-long debauch his thirst -was a parching one. Half fuddled, he met Desirée threading her way +was a parching one. Half fuddled, he met Desirée threading her way through the crowd. He put out both hands awkwardly to bar her progress.</p> <p>"What do you want?" she cried, drawing suddenly back as she would recoil @@ -5533,10 +5492,10 @@ from a snake.</p> <p>"You," Glyndon answered thickly. "Can a man not speak with his wife?"</p> -<p>"Wife!" Desirée echoed. "Go find one of your halfbreed wenches. Speak +<p>"Wife!" Desirée echoed. "Go find one of your halfbreed wenches. Speak with <i>her</i>!"</p> -<p>Disgust, contempt, revulsion were in Desirée's voice and manner. She +<p>Disgust, contempt, revulsion were in Desirée's voice and manner. She darted aside and avoided him in the crowd.</p> <p>Yet again he found her seated at a table between Dunvegan and Basil @@ -5594,7 +5553,7 @@ me. To the American Eagle and the salt of the sea!"</p> <p>"Old fren's," spoke Basil Dreaulond, with quiet modesty.</p> -<p>"Old lovers!" Clear as a clarion Desirée's toast rang through the din, +<p>"Old lovers!" Clear as a clarion Desirée's toast rang through the din, thrilling Dunvegan by its audacity, its fervor. As consuming flames her eyes drew him, withering stout resolves, melting his will. He bent his head lower, lower, glorying in the complete confession those two swift @@ -5612,7 +5571,7 @@ mood.</p> behind her shoulder.</p> <p>Uttering a wild, inarticulate cry, Glyndon struck the scornful face of -the woman. Desirée gave a little moan and fell half stunned against the +the woman. Desirée gave a little moan and fell half stunned against the table.</p> <p>The Brondel men roared in anger. As one man they sprang forward with the @@ -5629,12 +5588,12 @@ could not answer questions.</p> <p>Thus did sanity temper Dunvegan's rage. It was only his open palm that knocked the sot ten feet across the room.</p> -<p>Then fearfully he lifted Desirée. She stirred at the touch. The light of +<p>Then fearfully he lifted Desirée. She stirred at the touch. The light of a smile came into the wan face with the red weal upon it. Her fortitude permitted not the slightest expression of pain, and Dunvegan's soul went out to her at knowledge of her woman's bravery. What before had seemed to him as only his human weakness now became the strength of duty. As if -she had been a child, he raised Desirée in his arms and left the gaping +she had been a child, he raised Desirée in his arms and left the gaping crowd.</p> <p>A murmur ran among the men when he was gone. They scowled as Glyndon @@ -5656,7 +5615,7 @@ significance of that last toast.</p> heard the clatter of the gates. Someone had arrived.</p> <p>In the living room above the store where he had ascended on the first -strange night of his coming into Brondel, Dunvegan laid Desirée on the +strange night of his coming into Brondel, Dunvegan laid Desirée on the lounge covered with fur robes. He sat by her, tenderly bathing the red weal with some soothing herbal mixture that the squaws were accustomed to brew. It relieved the pain, and she smiled up at him, her lustrous @@ -5673,12 +5632,12 @@ worship."</p> <p>"My son, my son," he murmured reproachfully but compassionately.</p> <p>They had told him all below. He came across the room, clasping hands -with Bruce, greeting Desirée parentally.</p> +with Bruce, greeting Desirée parentally.</p> <p>"Go to bed, child," he ordered kindly, assuming authority over the odd situation. "You look tired out. Go to bed! Bruce and I want to talk."</p> -<p>Wondering at her own obedience, Desirée vanished into the adjoining +<p>Wondering at her own obedience, Desirée vanished into the adjoining chamber. Marveling at his own sufferance, Dunvegan watched her go.</p> <p>He turned to Brochet. "Everything unexpected seems to be happening @@ -5697,7 +5656,7 @@ your grip?"</p> <p>He linked an arm in the chief trader's and walked the floor with him, talking, talking, priming him with the wisdom of his saner years till -Desirée in the next room fell asleep to the sound of their voices and +Desirée in the next room fell asleep to the sound of their voices and the regular shuffle of their feet.</p> <p>And by dawn Father Brochet felt the pulse of victory. Something of @@ -5725,7 +5684,7 @@ Dreaulond and his packeteers."</p> <p>Brochet arranged it. The chief trader could not trust himself to look -upon Desirée's departure with the York Factory packet. The Brondel +upon Desirée's departure with the York Factory packet. The Brondel people cheered its going, but Dunvegan was not at the landing to see. He had shut himself up in the office.</p> @@ -5794,7 +5753,7 @@ on his face.</p> <p>"My men are the Company's!" he exclaimed. "My life is my own! I'm going to La Roche. There may be a way. Somewhere there must be a means. Either -I'll carry Desirée Lazard over the stockades or the Nor'westers' guns +I'll carry Desirée Lazard over the stockades or the Nor'westers' guns will riddle me."</p> <p>They did not doubt him. They knew a million protests would not avail.</p> @@ -5949,13 +5908,13 @@ Saguenay an' Lac Saint Jean."</p> <p>Basil shivered at the comparison. "<i>Non</i>," he protested. "Du Longe wan <i>diable</i>. Saint Jean wan angel. <i>Par Dieu</i>, I be tell you, <i>mes -camarades</i>, dose <i>lacs</i> an' <i>rivières</i> on ma home ain' lak dese in dis +camarades</i>, dose <i>lacs</i> an' <i>rivières</i> on ma home ain' lak dese in dis beeg <i>Nord</i>. <i>Non, M'sieu'</i> Brochet! Back dere I be go out for some leetl' pleasure; nevaire be t'ink of dangaire—she so peaceful an' sweet. <i>Mais</i> oop here I always t'ink dis <i>Nord</i> lak wan sharp enemy watchin' for take you off de guard, for catch you in some feex. Onlee de strong mans leeve in dis countree—you see dat. An' w'en I journey on -dese <i>lacs</i> an' <i>rivières</i> an' dese beeg woods, I kip de open eye, de +dese <i>lacs</i> an' <i>rivières</i> an' dese beeg woods, I kip de open eye, de tight hand."</p> <p>"Feeling that if you ever relax your vigilance, the North will hurl you @@ -5963,7 +5922,7 @@ down," suggested Father Brochet.</p> <p>"<i>Oui</i>, dat's way I feel. <i>Mais</i> not dat way on ma home in de old days! Las' night I be dream I dreeft lak I used to dreeft from Lac Saint Jean -down de Saguenay. From Isle D'Almâ to de Shipshaw—<i>oui</i>, an' all the +down de Saguenay. From Isle D'Almâ to de Shipshaw—<i>oui</i>, an' all the way to Chicoutimi! All in ma new <i>batteau</i>!"</p> <p>"And was there anyone in the bow?" ventured Dunvegan softly. He was @@ -5977,7 +5936,7 @@ years since you told us of that sorrow."</p> <p>"<i>Non</i>, not w'ile I leeve," Dreaulond replied, a suspicious moisture gathering on his lashes. "She be wit' me las' night, de leetl' Therese, black-eyed, wit' de angel smile—Therese from the quiet, green graveyard -on de hill of St. Gédéon."</p> +on de hill of St. Gédéon."</p> <p>Silently they marveled at him, this man of iron strength, but of exquisite feeling, with poetic heart and temperament, who on the edge of @@ -6218,7 +6177,7 @@ you use? Witchcraft?"</p> <p>The messenger explained. Voluble with blessings on his good luck, Ferguson dismissed Cartienne and haled the priest off to the store, in a -room above which Desirée Lazard was confined.</p> +room above which Desirée Lazard was confined.</p> <p>"No supper, Father," he joked, "till you have seen my bride-to-be. And knife me, she'll give you an appetite! I'll warrant that. After supper @@ -6339,11 +6298,11 @@ ceiling trapdoor with a resounding clang. The tableau that met the two men's eyes as they pushed up their heads was one to be stamped indelibly on their memories.</p> -<p>A candle gleaming beside her in a sconce on the wall, Desirée Lazard +<p>A candle gleaming beside her in a sconce on the wall, Desirée Lazard crouched behind a heap of powder kegs in the middle of the room. The top of the central keg had been broken in. The powder's black crystals shone with an awesome refraction of light. And, white-lipped, tense-fibered, -Desirée held the great pistol in her hand so that its muzzle was buried +Desirée held the great pistol in her hand so that its muzzle was buried in the deadly stuff.</p> <p>Her eyes lightened with recognition at sight of Brochet's colorless face @@ -6358,14 +6317,14 @@ distortion.</p> <p>"Are you mad, girl?" he screamed, his voice more animal-like than human.</p> -<p>"No, but you are," Desirée retorted scornfully, "if you think to +<p>"No, but you are," Desirée retorted scornfully, "if you think to approach me. Remember! A crook of my finger and Fort La Roche goes!"</p> <p>To Brochet it was splendid—the soft woman holding at certain bay the wily Nor'wester whom none had ever baffled before. Her courage sent a glow through his own frame, but instantly he shivered at the thought that this could not last any great length of time. The situation was -impossible. Yet such as it was, Desirée was mistress of it!</p> +impossible. Yet such as it was, Desirée was mistress of it!</p> <p>"The minute that you or your men show foot above those ladder rungs, I fire," she declared with an intense earnestness which the Nor'wester did @@ -6380,7 +6339,7 @@ carry destruction and death. Once the Nor'west leader rose on the last rung till his boot-tops levelled the floor, balanced thus, grinning to see how little he had to spare.</p> -<p>The priest noted Desirée's hand whitening on the pistol butt, noted the +<p>The priest noted Desirée's hand whitening on the pistol butt, noted the weapon's muzzle thrusting deeper into the powder. Involuntarily his fingertips went to his ears. But the explosion did not come. Laughing a grim, satisfied laugh, Black Ferguson dropped down a rung or so @@ -6397,7 +6356,7 @@ reverence.</p> <p>"Hard as you are," the priest went on, "I give you credit for your courage."</p> -<p>"Give Desirée credit too! There is a woman of steel, Father. A fit mate +<p>"Give Desirée credit too! There is a woman of steel, Father. A fit mate for a Nor'wester!"</p> <p>"But most unwilling, it seems!"</p> @@ -6426,7 +6385,7 @@ You have wisdom. She will listen. As for me I can wait a little longer!"</p> boots clattered down the ladder. The outer door of the fur-house opened and shut.</p> -<p>Dropping her weapon, Desirée swayed forward on unsteady feet and, +<p>Dropping her weapon, Desirée swayed forward on unsteady feet and, sobbing with nerve-strain, collapsed on the priest's breast.</p> <p>"My child, my child," murmured Father Brochet.</p> @@ -6438,7 +6397,7 @@ word about Dunvegan and Dreaulond.</p> canoe! That would be all—just enough to keep well out of sight or sound. And I shouldn't wonder if they're about La Roche now!"</p> -<p>"But what can two men do?" cried Desirée, utterly hopeless. "He—he will +<p>"But what can two men do?" cried Desirée, utterly hopeless. "He—he will only sacrifice himself. And for me in the end it will be this." She motioned to the powder, and then drawing away from Brochet with a return of strength went and seated herself upon the keg.</p> @@ -6455,14 +6414,14 @@ gives Dunvegan strength to do something."</p> could say. Reason with her the Nor'wester had ordered! The priest would rather see her press the trigger above the keg than reason her into the arms of the Nor'wester lord. He began to question her as to the details -of the attack upon the York Factory packet. Desirée explained how they +of the attack upon the York Factory packet. Desirée explained how they had been waylaid, for since she was in the hands of the victors after the skirmish she could better learn how they had fulfilled their plans than could Basil Dreaulond who had escaped. She shuddered when she told of the accident to Glyndon which happened afterwards as they made speed to Fort La Roche.</p> -<p>For accident it was in Desirée's eyes. How could she know that the men +<p>For accident it was in Desirée's eyes. How could she know that the men of the party had had their orders from Black Ferguson before they departed on their mission? Father Brochet did not enlighten her.</p> @@ -6481,7 +6440,7 @@ the river. The wall trembled never so slightly. "What is it?" she whispered.</p> <p>Brochet had stepped swiftly to the other end of the powder room and laid -ear to a loop-hole. Suddenly his left hand beckoned. Desirée tip-toed +ear to a loop-hole. Suddenly his left hand beckoned. Desirée tip-toed across.</p> <p>"What?" she panted. "Who?" She breathed in little gasps.</p> @@ -6490,7 +6449,7 @@ across.</p> excitement. "Dunvegan—maybe. He swore he would carry you over these walls."</p> -<p>"What madness!" Desirée gasped. "Think of the cliffs. The stockades are +<p>"What madness!" Desirée gasped. "Think of the cliffs. The stockades are fifty feet above the water. It would require a miracle!"</p> <p>"You forget there is a God who still works miracles. And through earthly @@ -6539,7 +6498,7 @@ taut as if fastened to something under the powder-room's floor.</p> <p>"Ho! Ho!" His huge laugh reverberated among the rafters. "Ho! Ho!"</p> -<p>Desirée dashed toward the kegs, but the Nor'wester swiftly jerked on the +<p>Desirée dashed toward the kegs, but the Nor'wester swiftly jerked on the cord he held. A gap yawned in the floor before her feet. Kegs and pistol tumbled down into the fur-room.</p> @@ -6549,7 +6508,7 @@ Father? Better than yours, what?"</p> <p>He had reached the floor and was rushing across to them.</p> -<p>"The candle, Father! The candle!" Desirée shrieked. For keg on keg of +<p>"The candle, Father! The candle!" Desirée shrieked. For keg on keg of powder, many of them open, was still up-piled around the room.</p> <p>She sprang for it. Black Ferguson sprang also and wrested the flaming @@ -6566,10 +6525,10 @@ better chancel."</p> aflame, his eyes shining with desire. "Else will she not stand quiet for the vows!"</p> -<p>Fawn and panther!—the comparison Desirée herself had made! As tawny, as +<p>Fawn and panther!—the comparison Desirée herself had made! As tawny, as cruel, as strong, and as fierce to feed as any beast of prey the Nor'wester ran round the yawning floor-gap to seize her. As slim, as -supple, as tender as any fawn Desirée crouched and trembled an instant +supple, as tender as any fawn Desirée crouched and trembled an instant before him. Then she leaped straight down through the opening.</p> @@ -6632,9 +6591,9 @@ a curse and bend to his sudden mad struggle for freedom.</p> <p>Over by the door Father Brochet heard the sounds of conflict, the hard breathing, heavy trampling, smashing of boxes and barrels, crashing of -overturned goods. He thought it was Desirée striving against the +overturned goods. He thought it was Desirée striving against the Nor'wester. He rushed to her aid, but the strong whirl of men's fighting -bodies hurled him into a corner. Almost under his feet Desirée gave a +bodies hurled him into a corner. Almost under his feet Desirée gave a frightened cry, and, stooping, the priest groped for her.</p> <p>He gathered her in his arms. "Are you hurt, daughter? Are you hurt?"</p> @@ -6646,7 +6605,7 @@ soft. But, God of Heaven, what is happening?"</p> <p>In the dark they crouched back from the stamping feet. Not a thing was visible. They might have been in some medieval dungeon or charnel vault -where monsters of old were writhing in death-grapples. Desirée was +where monsters of old were writhing in death-grapples. Desirée was trembling all over. She clung to Brochet, her eyes straining for an unrewarded glimpse of the furious antagonists. If she could only see! That was what wracked her. The fear that invisible horror engenders @@ -6686,7 +6645,7 @@ tower. "La Roche! To me, comrades! To me——"</p> <p>The chief trader's palm stopped his mouth, but the mischief was done. There arose a roar of trapper shouts and Cree gutturals. The yard thundered with running feet. Brochet rushed to bar the door. Dunvegan -grasped Desirée's arm and sprang to the fur-chute.</p> +grasped Desirée's arm and sprang to the fur-chute.</p> <p>"Quick!" he ordered. "Put your feet over the rim. Now sit down. Basil has the canoe at the other end!"</p> @@ -6711,7 +6670,7 @@ about the building. In a moment or two they would break in.</p> bodily.</p> <p>"Leave me, son!" Brochet tried to throw off the rope. "Your place is -with Desirée. They will not harm me."</p> +with Desirée. They will not harm me."</p> <p>Dunvegan whipped the cable over the priest's head and took a turn under his armpits. "Harm you! They would rend you bone from bone. Black @@ -6722,7 +6681,7 @@ rafters rang with Ferguson's shouts as he urged the men on. Axe-blades bit through the barred door.</p> <p>The chief trader put forth his strength to steady Brochet's descent. He -was much heavier than Desirée, and the brunt of the drag came just when +was much heavier than Desirée, and the brunt of the drag came just when he occupied the mouth of the chute before the rope could be eased over the pulley. As the priest's head was disappearing, he cast up his eyes and Dunvegan saw spring into them an intense horror.</p> @@ -6766,7 +6725,7 @@ water all around the chief trader.</p> <p>He dove and came up again in the center of the river. There the courier whirled the stern of the canoe into his grasp, and, unhurt, Dunvegan -raised himself over it. The last barrier between them gone, Desirée +raised himself over it. The last barrier between them gone, Desirée crouched in his dripping arms.</p> <p>Yet only an instant might heart beat against heart! Dunvegan thrust his @@ -6849,7 +6808,7 @@ atoms.</p> <p>So between Macleod and Granger, as they climbed the twisting path cut through rock to the landing by the watergate, the priest walked, outlining what had taken place. Behind them, with Dunvegan and Garfield, -toiled Desirée. She would not be left alone below. Maskwa and Wahbiscaw +toiled Desirée. She would not be left alone below. Maskwa and Wahbiscaw had gone ahead with the rest of the Hudson's Bay men.</p> <p>As they reached the top, Brochet finished his brief account of the @@ -7151,383 +7110,6 @@ north; he gradually comes under the spell of man's companionship, and surrenders all at the last in a fight with a bull dog. 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