Міжзірковий мандрівник
Chapter 13
Nextmorningfoundthethirstharshuponus.Iwasoutatthefirsthintoflight.Therehadbeenaheavydew,andmen,women,andchildrenwerelappingitupwiththeirtonguesfromoffthewagon-tongues,brake-blocks,andwheel-tyres.
TherewastalkthatLabanhadreturnedfromascoutjustbeforedaylight;thathehadcreptclosetothepositionofthewhites;thattheywerealreadyup;andthatinthelightoftheircampfireshehadseenthemprayinginalargecircle.Alsohereportedfromwhatfewwordshecaughtthattheywereprayingaboutusandwhatwastobedonewithus.
“MayGodsendthemthelightthen,”IheardoneoftheDemdikesisterssaytoAbbyFoxwell.
“Andsoon,”saidAbbyFoxwell,“forIdon’tknowwhatwe’lldoawholedaywithoutwater,andourpowderisaboutgone.”
Nothinghappenedallmorning.Notashotwasfired.Onlythesunblazeddownthroughthequietair.Ourthirstgrew,andsoonthebabieswerecryingandtheyoungerchildrenwhimperingandcomplaining.AtnoonWillHamiltontooktwolargepailsandstartedforthespring.ButbeforehecouldcrawlunderthewagonAnnDemdikeranandgotherarmsaroundhimandtriedtoholdhimback.Buthetalkedtoher,andkissedher,andwenton.Notashotwasfired,norwasanyfiredallthetimehecontinuedtogooutandbringbackwater.
