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The Hidden Children

CHAPTER XVIII
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I now refold and close again what I have scarcely touched and opened.

I bid her sleep.
"When on my lodge door they nail the Oneida stars, and seal my door with the moon of Tharon, and lay long shadows there to bar it; then I, within the darkness there, shall hear the tender rustle of her clinging husks, parting to cradle two where one alone had slept since she was born." Gently I drew the points, closing the cape around her slender throat, knotted the laces, smoothed out the thrums, took her small hands and laid them on my breast.
One by one the stately Indians came to make their homage, bending their war-crests proudly and placing her hands upon their painted breasts.
Then they went away in silence, each to his proper post, no doubt.

Yet, to be certain, I desired to make my rounds, and bade Lois await me there.

But I had not proceeded three paces when lo! Of a sudden she was at my side, laughing her soft defiance at me in the darkness.
"No orders do I take save what I give myself," she said.

"Which is no mutiny, Euan, and no insubordination either, seeing that you and I are one--or are like to be when the brigade chaplain passes--if the Tories meddle not with his honest scalp! Come! Honest Euan, shall we make our rounds together?
Or must I go alone ?" And she linked her arm in mine and put one foot forward, looking up at me with all the light mischief of the very boy she seemed in her soft rifle-dress and leggins, and the bright hair crisply curling 'round her moleskin cap.
"Have a care of the trees, then, little minx," I said.
"Pooh! Can you not see in the dark ?" "Can you ?" "Surely.


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