The law will do the rest of this work, and we must all be ready for
it, as she says. Only one thing, gentlemen, before we part. As to
this young lady here, I'll kill the first man, friend or foe, who
raises a breath against her. Do I make myself plain? Put down
your guns, then. I won't turn any man away, not even an enemy.
Have you eaten, gentlemen? Are you rested enough to go to-night?"
An hour later clattering hoofs once more resounded along the
Tallwoods road.
CHAPTER XIX
THE ENEMY
Leaning against the pillar of the gallery, Dunwody watched them
all, old friends, late foes, depart. Josephine St. Auban stood not
far away. He turned to her, and her gaze fell upon his face, now
haggard and gaunt. He had ridden sixty miles since the previous
sun, half the distance wounded as he was; had been without sleep
for thirty-six hours, without food for almost as long, and now was
suffering with an aggravated wound.
"You are ill," she said to him impulsively.
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