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Chapter 15

           Iwantedfreshair,andtobealone.Soyousee,MrGerald,itwasratherabitofgoodfortune:sinceitsavedexplanationsandadieus."

           "Youwantedtobealone?"respondedthemustanger,withadisappointedlook."IamsorryIshouldhavemadethemistaketohaveintrudeduponyou.Iassureyou,MissPoindexter,Ifollowed,becauseIbelievedyoutobeindanger."

           "Mostgallantofyou,sir;andnowthatIknowtherewasdanger,Iamtrulygrateful.IpresumeIhaveguessedaright:youmeanttheIndians?"

           "No;notIndiansexactly—atleast,itwasnotofthemIwasthinking."

           "Someotherdanger?Whatisit,sir?Youwilltellme,sothatImaybemorecautiousforthefuture?"

           Mauricedidnotmakeimmediateanswer.Asoundstrikinguponhisearhadcausedhimtoturnaway—asifinattentivetotheinterrogatory.

           TheCreole,perceivingtherewassomecauseforhisabstraction,likewiseassumedalisteningattitude.Sheheardashrillscream,succeededbyanotherandanother,closefollowedbyaloudhammeringofhoofs—theconjunctionofsoundscausingthestillatmospheretovibratearoundher.

           Itwasnomysterytothehunterofhorses.Thewordsthatcamequickfromhislips—thoughnotdesigned—wereadirectanswertothequestionshehadput.

           "Thewildstallions!"heexclaimed,inatonethatbetokenedalarm."Iknewtheymustbeamongthosemottes;andtheyare!"

           "Isthatthedangerofwhichyouhavebeenspeaking?"

           "Itis."

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