Good Indian turned at the rustling of the skirts
immediately behind him, and looked down at her somberly. Then he
caught sight of something she was carrying in her hand, and he
gave a short laugh.
"What are you doing with that thing?" he asked peremptorily.
Miss Georgie blushed very red, and slid the thing into her
pocket.
"Well, every little helps," she retorted, with a miserable
attempt at her old breeziness of manner. "I thought for a minute
I'd have to shoot that man Stanley--when you turned your back on
him."
Good Indian stopped, looked at her queerly, and went on again
without saying a word.
CHAPTER XXVI
"WHEN THE SUN GOES AWAY"
"I wish," said Phoebe, putting her two hands on Miss Georgie's
shoulders at the gate and looking up at her with haggard eyes,
"you'd see what you can do with Vadnie. The poor child's near
crazy; she ain't used to seeing such things happen--"
"Where is she?" Good Indian asked tersely, and was answered
immediately by the sound of sobbing on the east porch.
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