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Chapter 3

           Hadthesunbeenshining,thecypressmighthavebeenseenatthefirstglance.Asitwas,theskylateofceruleanhuewasnowofaleadengrey;andnostrainingoftheeyescoulddetectanythingalongthehorizonresemblingthetopofatree.

           "There’snothingofthekind,"assertedCalhoun,withrestoredconfidence,atthesametimereturningtohisunworthyaccusation."It’sonlyadodgeanotherlinkinthechainoftricksthescampisplayingus."

           "Youmistake,cousinCassius,"repliedthatsamevoicethathadsooftencontradictedhim."Lookthroughthislorgnette!Ifyouhaven’tlostthesightofthosesuperioreyesofyours,you’llseesomethingverylikeatreeatalltreeandacypress,too,ifevertherewasoneintheswampsofLouisiana."

           Calhoundisdainedtotaketheoperaglassfromthehandsofhiscousin.Heknewitwouldconvicthim:forhecouldnotsupposeshewastellinganuntruth.

           Poindexteravailedhimselfofitsaid;and,adjustingthefocustohisfailingsight,wasenabledtodistinguishthered-leafedcypress,toppingupovertheedgeoftheprairie.

           "It’strue,"hesaid:"thetreeisthere.Theyoungfellowishonest:you’vebeenwronginghim,Cash.Ididn’tthinkitlikelyheshouldhavetakensuchaqueerplantomakefoolsofus.Hethere!MrSansom!Directyourteamsterstodriveon!"

           Calhoun,notcaringtocontinuetheconversation,noryetremainlongerincompany,spitefullyspurredhishorse,andtrottedoffovertheprairie

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