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clear gray light; in which every object stood out in sharp
distinctness; took its place。  Morning was waiting outside in all
its brilliant; youthful coloring; but only entered as the matured
and sobered day。

Seen in that stronger light; the monstrous tree near which the
dead bear lay revealed its age in its denuded and scarred trunk;
and showed in its base a deep cavity; a foot or two from the
ground; partly hidden by hanging strips of bark which had fallen
across it。  Suddenly one of these strips was pushed aside; and a
young man leaped lightly down。

But for the rifle he carried and some modern peculiarities of
dress; he was of a grace so unusual and unconventional that he
might have passed for a faun who was quitting his ancestral home。
He stepped to the side of the bear with a light elastic movement
that was as unlike customary progression as his face and figure
were unlike the ordinary types of humanity。  Even as he leaned
upon his rifle; looking down at the prostrate animal; he
unconsciously fell into an attitude that in any other mortal
would have been a pose; but with him was the picturesque and
unstudied relaxation of perfect symmetry。

〃Hallo; Mister!〃

He raised his head so carelessly and listlessly that he did not
otherwise change his attitude。  Stepping from behind the tree;
the woman of the preceding night stood before him。  Her hands
were free except for a thong of the riata; which was still
knotted around one wrist; the end of the thong having been torn
or burnt away。  Her eyes were bloodshot; and her hair hung over
her shoulders in one long black braid。

〃I reckoned all along it was YOU who shot the bear;〃 she said;
〃at least some one hiding yer;〃 and she indicated the hollow tree
with her hand。  〃It wasn't no chance shot。〃  Observing that the
young man; either from misconception or indifference; did not
seem to comprehend her; she added; 〃We came by here; last night;
a minute after you fired。〃

〃Oh; that was YOU kicked up such a row; was it?〃 said the young
man; with a shade of interest。

〃I reckon;〃 said the woman; nodding her head; 〃and them that was
with me。〃

〃And who are they?〃

〃Sheriff Dunn; of Yolo; and his deputy。〃

〃And where are they now?〃

〃The deputyin h…ll; I reckon; I don't know about the sheriff。〃

〃I see;〃 said the young man quietly; 〃and you?〃

〃Igot away;〃 she said savagely。  But she was taken with a
sudden nervous shiver; which she at once repressed by tightly
dragging her shawl over her shoulders and elbows; and folding her
arms defiantly。

〃And you're going?〃

〃To follow the deputy; may be;〃 she said gloomily。  〃But come; I
say; ain't you going to treat?  It's cursed cold here。〃

〃Wait a moment。〃  The young man was looking at her; with his
arched brows slightly knit and a half smile of curiosity。  〃Ain't
you Teresa?〃

She was prepared for the question; but evidently was not certain
whether she would reply defiantly or confidently。  After an
exhaustive scrutiny of his face she chose the latter; and said;
〃You can bet your life on it; Johnny。〃

〃I don't bet; and my name isn't Johnny。  Then you're the woman
who stabbed Dick Curson over at Lagrange's?〃

She became defiant again。

〃That's me; all the time。  What are you going to do about it?〃

〃Nothing。  And you used to dance at the Alhambra?〃  She whisked
the shawl from her shoulders; held it up like a scarf; and made
one or two steps of the sembicuacua。  There was not the least
gayety; recklessness; or spontaneity in the action; it was simply
mechanical bravado。  It was so ineffective; even upon her own
feelings; that her arms presently dropped to her side; and she
coughed embarrassedly。  〃Where's that whiskey; pardner?〃 she
asked。

The young man turned toward the tree he had just quitted; and
without further words assisted her to mount to the cavity。  It
was an irregular…shaped vaulted chamber; pierced fifty feet above
by a shaft or cylindrical opening in the decayed trunk; which was
blackened by smoke; as if it had served the purpose of a chimney。
In one corner lay a bearskin and blanket; at the side were two
alcoves or indentations; one of which was evidently used as a
table; and the other as a cupboard。  In another hollow; near the
entrance; lay a few small sacks of flour; coffee; and sugar; the
sticky contents of the latter still strewing the floor。  From
this storehouse the young man drew a wicker flask of whiskey; and
handed it; with a tin cup of water; to the woman。  She waved the
cup aside; placed the flask to her lips; and drank the undiluted
spirit。  Yet even this was evidently bravado; for the water
started to her eyes; and she could not restrain the paroxysm of
coughing that followed。

〃I reckon that's the kind that kills at forty rods;〃 she said;
with a hysterical laugh。  〃But I say; pardner; you look as if you
were fixed here to stay;〃 and she stared ostentatiously around
the chamber。  But she had already taken in its minutest details;
even to observing that the hanging strips of bark could be
disposed so as to completely hide the entrance。

〃Well; yes;〃 he replied; 〃it wouldn't be very easy to pull up the
stakes and move the shanty further on。〃

Seeing that either from indifference or caution he had not
accepted her meaning; she looked at him fixedly; and said;

〃What is your little game?〃

〃Eh?〃

〃What are you hiding forhere; in this tree?〃

〃But I'm not hiding。〃

〃Then why didn't you come out when they hailed you last night?〃

〃Because I didn't care to。〃

Teresa whistled incredulously。  〃All rightthen if you're not
hiding; I'm going to。〃  As he did not reply; she went on: 〃If I
can keep out of sight for a couple of weeks; this thing will blow
over here; and I can get across into Yolo。  I could get a fair
show there; where the boys know me。  Just now the trails are all
watched; but no one would think of lookin' here。〃

〃Then how did you come to think of it?〃 he asked carelessly。

〃Because I knew that bear hadn't gone far for that sugar; because
I know he hadn't stole it from a cacheit was too fresh; and
we'd have seen the torn…up earth; because we had passed no camp;
and because I knew there was no shanty here。  And; besides;〃 she
added in a low voice; 〃maybe I was huntin' a hole myself to die
inand spotted it by instinct。〃

There was something in this suggestion of a hunted animal that;
unlike anything she had previously said or suggested; was not
exaggerated; and caused the young man to look at her again。  She
was standing under the chimney…like opening; and the light from
above illuminated her head and shoulders。  The pupils of her eyes
had lost their feverish prominence; and were slightly suffused
and softened as she gazed abstractedly before her。  The only
vestige of her previous excitement was in her left…hand fingers;
which were incessantly twisting and turning a diamond ring upon
her right hand; but without imparting the least animation to her
rigid attitude。  Suddenly; as if conscious of his scrutiny; she
stepped aside out of the revealing light and by a swift feminine
instinct raised her hand to her head as if to adjust her straggling
hair。  It was only for a moment; however; for; as if aware of the
weakness; she struggled to resume her aggressive pose。

〃Well;〃 she said。  〃Speak up。  Am I goin' to stop here; or have I
got to get up and get?〃

〃You can stay;〃 said the young man quietly; 〃but as I've got my
provisions and ammunition here; and haven't any other place to go
to just now; I suppose we'll have to share it together。〃

She glanced at him under her eyelids; and a half…bitter; half…
contemptuous smile passed across her face。  〃All right; old man;〃
she said; holding out her hand; 〃it's a go。  We'll start in
housekeeping at once; if you like。〃

〃I'll have to come here once or twice a day;〃 he said; quite
composedly; 〃to look after my things; and get something to eat;
but I'll be away most of the time; and what with camping out
under the trees every night I reckon my share won't incommode
you。〃

She opened her black eyes upon him; at this original proposition。
Then she looked down at her torn dress。  〃I suppose this style of
thing ain'

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