"Dis Snake Creek," remarked the Indian; "better you git off now an'
stretch you leg. Me, A'm mak' de blanket on de groun' an' you ketch-um
little sleep. Mebbe-so dem com' queek--mebbe-so long tam'."
Even as he talked the man spread a pair of new blankets beside the
trail and walking a short distance away seated himself upon a rock and
lighted a cigarette.
With muscles aching from the unaccustomed strain of hours in the
saddle, Alice threw herself upon the blankets and pillowed her head on
the slicker that the half-breed had folded for the purpose. Almost
immediately she fell asleep only to awake a few moments later with
every bone in her body registering an aching protest at the unbearable
hardness of her bed. In vain she turned from one side to the other, in
an effort to attain a comfortable position. With nerves shrieking at
each new attitude, all thought of sleep vanished and the girl's brain
raced madly over the events of the past few hours. Yesterday she had
sat upon the observation platform of the overland train and complained
to Endicott of the humdrum conventionality of her existence! Only
yesterday--and it seemed weeks ago. The dizzy whirl of events that had
snatched her from the beaten path and deposited her somewhere out upon
the rim of the world had come upon her so suddenly and with such
stupendous import that it beggared any attempt to forecast its outcome.
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