Pulp Fiction, 1867 · page 46 of 100
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of those who were at the house, that he had set out to search _ for us, ard had fallen asleep among the bushes, overcome by ‘the liquor he had drank.” * But we are so far from the house. I can’t understand =i.” “T am afraid that we have lost our course, and that we have been traveling in a circle. We must be much nearer to ‘the house than we had supposed we were.” . _ This is terrible. What shall we do now ?” “Wecan do nothing, at present, but stay here and rest. ’ Perhaps something may suggest itself. Hark f” A yell was heard at a distance, followed in quick succession by other yells, all unmistakably uttered by enraged Indians. - “ What is that ?” asked Martha, in a frightened tone. “ The Indians—near the house, I suppose.” “ What is the matter with them now ?” “Tdon’t know. Perhaps father and Will have returned.” “ Can the Indians have murdered them ?” “T think not. Those were yells of anger, and not of tri- -_umph. If the savages had killed any white men, they would ‘have whooped with joy, and would not have ceased their yell- ing so soon. It is more likely that one of their own number = = has been killed.” = = __ “I would like to go further, Kate, if we knew what direc- - tion to take.” : é.- ____“ We do know, now. I told you that something might sug- - gest itself after a while. I have no doubt that the yelling is > ~ oe was in the direction of the house. If we go away from that -. noise, we will be going away from the house.” “JT hope so. Let us go.” Again the perplexed and unhappy fugitives took up their "weary line of march through the forest, uncertain whither they were tending, wandering blindly, slowly and painfully, not ec knowing but that any step might bring them into the presence _ of lurking Indians. a Again they became so tired that they were obliged to stop - to rest, and they sat down on the ground, Martha taking the © = ld om the arms of her cousin. They had rested here in silence but a shggt time, when Kate, _ Ew? ea the PEO PIPE ner beet nae = > Pa r* be “ -. pr ae a P « —_ o = ‘ ; < nat nm <i Me os 4 < t*t» Rp oty er —— Bee > Bcomicsooks. com