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The Prairie

CHAPTER XVI
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No, no; go, lady, and Heaven for ever bless you! I am better here, in this desert, where there are none to know my shame." "Now, old trapper," retorted Paul, "this is what I call knowing which way the wind blows! You ar' a man that has seen life, and you know something of fashions; I put it to your judgment, plainly, isn't it in the nature of things for the hive to swarm when the young get their growth, and if children will quit their parents, ought one who is of no kith or kin--" "Hist!" interrupted the man he addressed, "Hector is discontented.

Say it out, plainly, pup; what is it dog--what is it ?" The venerable hound had risen, and was scenting the fresh breeze which continued to sweep heavily over the prairie.

At the words of his master he growled and contracted the muscles of his lips, as if half disposed to threaten with the remnants of his teeth.

The younger dog, who was resting after the chase of the morning, also made some signs that his nose detected a taint in the air, and then the two resumed their slumbers, as if they had done enough.
The trapper seized the bridle of the ass, and cried, urging the beast onward-- "There is no time for words.

The squatter and his brood are within a mile or two of this blessed spot!" Middleton lost all recollection of Ellen, in the danger which now so eminently beset his recovered bride; nor is it necessary to add, that Dr.Battius did not wait for a second admonition to commence his retreat.
Following the route indicated by the old man, they turned the rock in a body, and pursued their way as fast as possible across the prairie, under the favour of the cover it afforded.
Paul Hover, however, remained in his tracks, sullenly leaning on his rifle.


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