Finally she looked up.
"When do you go ?" "To-day.

I was goin' to wait 'bout yere a week longer, but am gitting skeered they might quit runnin' their coaches.

To tell the truth, miss, it looks some to me like thar wus a big Injun war comin', and I 'd like ter git home whar I belong afore it breaks loose." "Will--will you take me with you ?" He moistened his lips, his hands clasping and unclasping on the table.
"Sure, if yer bound ter go.

I 'll do the best I kin fer yer, an' I reckon ther sooner yer start the better chance ye 'll have o' gittin' through safe." He hesitated.

"If we should git bad news at Dodge, is there anybody thar, at the fort, you could stop with ?" "Colonel Carver." "He 's not thar now; been transferred to Wallace, but, I reckon, any o' those army people would look after yer.