If I don't, I don't
want to see to-morrow. I got to go down the river to-night."
She knew what he was going to ask her. She knew he was thinking what all
the North knew, that she was the first person to take the Dog Nose Rapids
in a canoe, down the great river scarce a stone's-throw from her door;
and that she had done it in safety many times. Not in all the West and
North were there a half-dozen people who could take a canoe to Bindon,
and they were not here. She knew that he meant to ask her to paddle him
down the swift stream with its murderous rocks, to Bindon. She glanced
at the white petticoat on the chair, and her lips tightened. To-morrow-
tomorrow was as much to her here as it would be to this man before her,
or the man he would save at Bindon. "What do you want?" she asked,
hardening her heart. "Can't you see? I want you to hide me here till
tonight. There's a full moon, an' it would be as plain goin' as by day.
They told me about you up North, and I said to myself, 'If I git to Jenny
Long, an' tell her about my friend at Bindon, an' my little gal, she'll
take me down to Bindon in time.
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