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The Lone Ranche

CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN
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Rough backwoodsman though he be, he can tell them to be looks of love.
He thinks less about them because he has himself found something of like kind stealing over his thoughts.

All his cares are not given to his invalided comrade; for in the hut is a fourth individual, whose habitual place is the _cocina_, coming and going, as occasion calls.
A little brown-skinned beauty, half Spanish, half Pueblo Indian, whose black eyes have burnt a hole through his buckskin hunting-shirt, and set fire to his heart.

Though but little more than half his height, in less than a week after making her acquaintance she has become his master, as much as if their stature were reversed.
Walt does not want her for his mistress.

No; the hunter is too noble, too honourable, for that His glance following her as she flits about the room, taking in her dainty shape, and the expression of her pretty face, always wreathed in smiles, he has but one single-hearted desire, to which he gives muttered expression, saying,-- "Thet's jest the kind o' gurl a fellow ked freeze to.

I ne'er seed a apple dumplin' as looked sweeter or more temptin'; an' if she's agreeable, we two air born to be bone o' one bone, and flesh o' one flesh!".


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