the man of the forest-第14节

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hard；　darkly　bronzed；　with　eyes　like　those　of　a　hawk；　and
with　square　chin　and　lean　jaws　showing　scant；　light　beard。

〃We　shore　are；〃　he　replied。　　〃Soon　as　we　reach　the　timber。
Thet　won't　be　long。〃

〃Reckon　we　can　rustle　some　an'　then　take　a　good　rest；〃　said
Dale；　and　he　urged　his　horse　into　a　jog…trot。

During　a　steady　trot　for　a　long　hour；　Helen's　roving　eyes
were　everywhere；　taking　note　of　the　things　from　near　to　far
　the　scant　sage　that　soon　gave　place　to　as　scanty　a　grass；
and　the　dark　blots　that　proved　to　be　dwarf　cedars；　and　the
ravines　opening　out　as　if　by　magic　from　what　had　appeared
level　ground；　to　wind　away　widening　between　gray　stone
walls；　and　farther　on；　patches　of　lonely　pine…trees；　two　and
three　together；　and　then　a　straggling　clump　of　yellow
aspens；　and　up　beyond　the　fringed　border　of　forest；　growing
nearer　all　the　while；　the　black　sweeping　benches　rising　to
the　noble　dome　of　the　dominant　mountain　of　the　range。

No　birds　or　animals　were　seen　in　that　long　ride　up　toward
the　timber；　which　fact　seemed　strange　to　Helen。　　The　air　lost
something　of　its　cold；　cutting　edge　as　the　sun　rose　higher；
and　it　gained　sweeter　tang　of　forest…land。　　The　first　faint
suggestion　of　that　fragrance　was　utterly　new　to　Helen；　yet
it　brought　a　vague　sensation　of　familiarity　and　with　it　an
emotion　as　strange。　　It　was　as　if　she　had　smelled　that　keen；
pungent　tang　long　ago；　and　her　physical　sense　caught　it
before　her　memory。

The　yellow　plain　had　only　appeared　to　be　level。　　Roy　led　down
into　a　shallow　ravine；　where　a　tiny　stream　meandered；　and　he
followed　this　around　to　the　left；　coming　at　length　to　a
point　where　cedars　and　dwarf　pines　formed　a　little　grove。
Here；　as　the　others　rode　up；　he　sat　cross…legged　in　his
saddle；　and　waited。

〃We'll　hang　up　awhile；〃　he　said。　　〃Reckon　you're　tired？〃

〃I'm　hungry；　but　not　tired　yet；〃　replied　Bo。

Helen　dismounted；　to　find　that　walking　was　something　she　had
apparently　lost　the　power　to　do。　　Bo　laughed　at　her；　but　she；
too；　was　awkward　when　once　more　upon　the　ground。

Then　Roy　got　down。　　Helen　was　surprised　to　find　him　lame。　　He
caught　her　quick　glance。

〃A　hoss　threw　me　once　an'　rolled　on　me。　　Only　broke　my
collar…bone；　five　ribs；　one　arm；　an'　my　bow…legs　in　two
places！〃

Notwithstanding　this　evidence　that　he　was　a　cripple；　as　he
stood　there　tall　and　lithe　in　his　homespun；　ragged　garments；
he　looked　singularly　powerful　and　capable。

〃Reckon　walkin'　around　would　be　good　for　you　girls；〃　advised
Dale。　　〃If　you　ain't　stiff　yet；　you'll　be　soon。　　An'　walkin'
will　help。　　Don't　go　far。　　I'll　call　when　breakfast's　ready。〃


A　little　while　later　the　girls　were　whistled　in　from　their
walk　and　found　camp…fire　and　meal　awaiting　them。　　Roy　was
sitting　cross…legged；　like　an　Indian；　in　front　of　a
tarpaulin；　upon　which　was　spread　a　homely　but　substantial
fare。　　Helen's　quick　eye　detected　a　cleanliness　and
thoroughness　she　had　scarcely　expected　to　find　in　the　camp
cooking　of　men　of　the　wilds。　　Moreover；　the　fare　was　good。
She　ate　heartily；　and　as　for　Bo's　appetite；　she　was　inclined
to　be　as　much　ashamed　of　that　as　amused　at　it。　　The　young　men
were　all　eyes；　assiduous　in　their　service　to　the　girls；　but
speaking　seldom。　　It　was　not　lost　upon　Helen　how　Dale's　gray
gaze　went　often　down　across　the　open　country。　　She　divined
apprehension　from　it　rather　than　saw　much　expression　in　it。

〃I　　declare；〃　burst　out　Bo；　when　she　could　not　eat　any
more；　〃this　isn't　believable。　　I'm　dreaming。　。　。　。　　Nell；　the
black　horse　you　rode　is　the　prettiest　I　ever　saw。〃

Ranger；　with　the　other　animals；　was　grazing　along　the　little
brook。　　Packs　and　saddles　had　been　removed。　　The　men　ate
leisurely。　　There　was　little　evidence　of　hurried　flight。　　Yet
Helen　could　not　cast　off　uneasiness。　　Roy　might　have　been
deep；　and　careless；　with　a　motive　to　spare　the　girls'
anxiety；　but　Dale　seemed　incapable　of　anything　he　did　not
absolutely　mean。

〃Rest　or　walk；〃　he　advised　the　girls。　　〃We've　got　forty　miles
to　ride　before　dark。〃

Helen　preferred　to　rest；　but　Bo　walked　about；　petting　the
horses　and　prying　into　the　packs。　　She　was　curious　and　eager。

Dale　and　Roy　talked　in　low　tones　while　they　cleaned　up　the
utensils　and　packed　them　away　in　a　heavy　canvas　bag。

〃You　really　expect　Anson　'll　strike　my　trail　this　mornin'？〃
Dale　was　asking。

〃I　shore　do；〃　replied　Roy。

〃An'　how　do　you　figure　that　so　soon？〃

〃How'd　you　figure　it　　if　you　was　Snake　Anson？〃　queried
Roy；　in　reply。

〃Depends　on　that　rider　from　Magdalena；〃　Said　Dale；　soberly。
〃Although　it's　likely　I'd　seen　them　wheel　tracks　an'　hoss
tracks　made　where　we　turned　off。　　But　supposin'　he　does。〃

〃Milt；　listen。　　I　told　you　Snake　met　us　boys　face　to　face　day
before　yesterday　in　Show　Down。　　An'　he　was　plumb　curious。〃

〃But　he　missed　seein'　or　hearin'　about　me；〃　replied　Dale。

〃Mebbe　he　did　an'　mebbe　he　didn't。　　Anyway；　what's　the
difference　whether　he　finds　out　this　mornin'　or　this
evenin'？〃

〃Then　you　ain't　expectin'　a　fight　if　Anson　holds　up　the
stage？〃

〃Wal；　he'd　have　to　shoot　first；　which　ain't　likely。　　John　an'
Hal；　since　thet　shootin'…scrape　a　year　ago；　have　been　sort
of　gun…shy。　　Joe　might　get　riled。　　But　I　reckon　the　best　we
can　be　shore　of　is　a　delay。　　An'　it'd　be　sense　not　to　count
on　thet。〃

〃Then　you　hang　up　here　an'　keep　watch　for　Anson's　gang　
say　long　enough　so's　to　be　sure　they'd　be　in　sight　if　they
find　our　tracks　this　mornin'。　　Makin'　sure　one　way　or
another；　you　ride　'cross…country　to　Big　Spring；　where　I'll
camp　to…night。〃

Roy　nodded　approval　of　that　suggestion。　　Then　without　more
words　both　men　picked　up　ropes　and　went　after　the　horses。
Helen　was　watching　Dale；　so　that　when　Bo　cried　out　in　great
excitement　Helen　turned　to　see　a　savage　yellow　little
mustang　standing　straight　up　on　his　hind　legs　and　pawing　the
air。　　Roy　had　roped　him　and　was　now　dragging　him　into　camp。

〃Nell；　look　at　that　for　a　wild　pony！〃　exclaimed　Bo。

Helen　busied　herself　getting　well　out　of　the　way　of　the
infuriated　mustang。　　Roy　dragged　him　to　a　cedar　near　by。

〃Come　now；　Buckskin；〃　said　Roy；　soothingly；　and　he　slowly
approached　the　quivering　animal。　　He　went　closer；　hand　over
hand；　on　the　lasso。　　Buckskin　showed　the　whites　of　his　eyes
and　also　his　white　teeth。　　But　he　stood　while　Roy　loosened
the　loop　and；　slipping　it　down　over　his　head；　fastened　it　in
a　complicated　knot　round　his　nose。

〃Thet's　a　hackamore；〃　he　said；　indicating　the　knot。　　He's
never　had　a　bridle；　an'　never　will　have　one；　I　reckon。〃

〃You　don't　ride　him？〃　queried　Helen。

〃Sometimes　I　do；〃　replied　Roy；　with　a　smile。　　〃Would　you
girls　like　to　try　him？〃

〃Excuse　me；〃　answered　Helen。

〃Gee！〃　ejaculated　Bo。　　〃He　looks　like　a　devil。　　But　I'd　tackle
him　　if　you　think　I　could。〃

The　wild　leaven　of　the　West　had　found　quick　root　in　Bo
Rayner。

〃Wal；　I'm　sorry；　but　I　reckon　I'll　not　let　you　　for　a
spell；〃　replied　Roy；　dryly。

〃He　pitches　somethin'　powerful　bad。〃

〃Pitches。　　You　mean　bucks？〃

〃I　reckon。〃

In　the　next　half…hour　Helen　saw　more　and　learned　more　about
how　horses　of　the　open　range　were　handled　than　she　had　ever
heard　of。　　Excepting　Ranger；　and　Roy's　bay；　and　the　white
pony　Bo　rode；　the　rest　of　the　horses　had　actually　to　be
roped　and　hauled　into　camp　to　be　saddled　and　packed。　　It　was
a　job　for　fearless；　strong　men；　and　one　that　called　for
patience　as　well　as　arms　of　iron。　　So　that　for　Helen　Rayner
the　thing　succeeding　the　confidence　she　had　placed　in　these
men　was　respect。　　To　an　observing　woman　that　half…hour　told
much。

When　all　was　in　readiness　for　a　start　Dale　mounted；　and
said；　significantly：　〃Roy；　I'll　look　for　you　about　sundown。
I　hope　no　sooner。〃

〃Wal；　it'd　be　bad　if　I　had　to　rustle　along　soon　with　bad
news。　　Let's　hope　for　the　best。　　We've　been　shore　lucky　so
far。　　Now　you　take　to　the　pine…mats　in　the　woods　an'　hide
your　trail。〃

Dale　turned　away。　　Then　the　girls　bade　Roy　good…by；　and
followed。　　Soon　Roy　and　his　buckskin…colored　mustang　were
lost　to　sight　round　a　clump　of　trees。

The　unhampered　horses　led　the　way；　the　pack…animals　trotted
after　them；　the　riders　were　close　behind。　　All　traveled　at　a
jog…trot。　　And　this　gait　made　the　packs　bob　up　and　down　and
from　side　to　side。　　The　sun　felt　warm　at　Helen's　back　and　the
wind　lost　its　frosty　coldness；　that　almost　appeared　damp；
for　a　dry；　sweet　fragrance。　　Dale　drove　up　the　shallow　valley
that　showed　timber　on　the　levels　above　and　a　black　border　of
timber　some　few　miles　ahead。　　It　did　not　take　long　to　reach
the　edge　of　the　forest。

Helen　wondered　why　the　big　pines　grew　so　far　on　that　plain
and　no　farther。　　Probably　the　growth　had　to　do　with　snow；
but；　as　the　ground　was　level；　she　could　not　see　why　the　edge
of　the　woods　should　come　just　there。

They　rode　into　the　forest。

To　Helen　it　seemed　a　strange；　critical　entrance　into　another
world；　which　she　was　destined　to　know　and　to　love。　　The　pines
were　big；　brown…barked；　seamed；　and　knotted；　with　no　typical
conformation　except　a　majesty　and　beauty。　　They　grew　far
apart。　　Few　small　pines　and　little　underbrush　flourished
beneath　them。　　The　floor　of　this　forest　appeared　remarkable
in　that　it　consisted　of　patches　of　high　silvery　grass　and
wide　b