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Chapter 12

           Whyshedidsonoonecouldtell.Noonepresumedtoconjecture,exceptCassiusCalhoun.Hehadthoughtsuponthesubject—thoughtsthatweretorturinghim.

           Whenagroupofmovingformsappearedupontheprairie,emergingfromthegarishlightofthesettingsun—whenthespectatorsupontheazoteapronounceditadroveofhorsesinchargeofsomemountedmen—theex-officerofvolunteershadasuspicionastowhowasconductingthatcavallada.

           Anotherappearedtofeelanequalinterestinitsadvent,thoughperhapsfromadifferentmotive.Longbeforethehorse-drovehadattractedtheobservationofPoindexter’sguests,hisdaughterhadnoteditsapproach—fromthetimethatacloudofdustsoaredupagainstthehorizon,soslightandfilmyastohaveescapeddetectionbyanyeyenotbentexpresslyondiscoveringit.

           FromthatmomenttheyoungCreole,undercoverofaconversationcarriedonamidacircleoffaircompanions,hadbeenslylyscanningthedust-cloudasitdrewnearer;formingconjecturesastowhatwascausingit,uponknowledgealready,andasshesupposed,exclusivelyherown.

           "Wildhorses!"announcedthemajorcommandantofFortInge,afterashortinspectionthroughhispockettelescope."Someonebringingthemin,"headded,asecondtimeraisingtheglasstohiseye."Oh!Iseenow—it’sMauricethemustanger,whooccasionallyhelpsourmentoaremount.Heappearstobecomingthisway—directtoyourplace,MrPoindexter."

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