The Girl from Montana | Page 5

but turned away half satisfied. Then she
heard his step coming back to the door again, and she went to meet him.
He must not come in. She had gained in sending him out, if she could
but close the door fast. It was in the doorway that she faced him as he
stood with one foot ready to enter again. The crafty look was out upon
his face plainly now, and in the sunlight she could see it.
"You will be all alone to-night."
"I am not afraid," calmly. "And no one will trouble me. Don't you know
what they say about the spirit of a man--" she stopped; she had almost
said "a man who has been murdered"--"coming back to his home the
first night after he is buried?" It was her last frantic effort.
The man before her trembled, and looked around nervously.
"You better come away to-night with me," he said, edging away from
the door.
"See, the sun is going down! You must go now," she said imperiously;
and reluctantly the man mounted his restless horse, and rode away
down the mountain.
She watched him silhouetted against the blood-red globe of the sun as it
sank lower and lower. She could see every outline of his slouch-hat and
muscular shoulders as he turned now and then and saw her standing
still alone at her cabin door. Why he was going he could not tell; but he
went, and he frowned as he rode away, with the wicked gleam still in
his eye; for he meant to return.

At last he disappeared; and the girl, turning, looked up, and there rode
the white ghost of the moon overhead. She was alone.

CHAPTER II
THE FLIGHT
A great fear settled down upon the girl as she realized that she was
alone and, for a few hours at least, free. It was a marvellous escape.
Even now she could hear the echo of the man's last words, and see his
hateful smile as he waved his good-by and promised to come back for
her to-morrow.
She felt sure he would not wait until the night. It might be he would
return even yet. She cast another reassuring look down the darkening
road, and strained her ear; but she could no longer hear hoof-beats.
Nevertheless, it behooved her to hasten. He had blanched at her
suggestion of walking spirits; but, after all, his courage might arise. She
shuddered to think of his returning later, in the night. She must fly
somewhere at once.
Instantly her dormant senses seemed to be on the alert. Fully fledged
plans flashed through her brain. She went into the cabin, and barred the
door. She made every movement swiftly, as if she had not an instant to
spare. Who could tell? He might return even before dark. He had been
hard to baffle, and she did not feel at all secure. It was her one chance
of safety to get away speedily, whither it mattered little, only so she
was away and hidden.
Her first act inside the cottage was to get the belt from the cupboard
and buckle it around her waist. She examined and loaded the pistols.
Her throat seemed seized with sudden constriction when she discovered
that the barrels had been empty and the weapons would have done her
no good even if she could have reached them.
She put into her belt the sharp little knife her brother used to carry, and

then began to gather together everything eatable that she could carry
with her. There was not much that could be easily carried--some dried
beef, a piece of cheese, some corn-meal, a piece of pork, a handful of
cheap coffee-berries, and some pieces of hard corn bread. She hesitated
over a pan half full of baked beans, and finally added them to the store.
They were bulky, but she ought to take them if she could. There was
nothing else in the house that seemed advisable to take in the way of
eatables. Their stores had been running low, and the trouble of the last
day or two had put housekeeping entirely out of her mind. She had not
cared to eat, and now it occurred to her that food had not passed her
lips that day. With strong self-control she forced herself to eat a few of
the dry pieces of corn bread, and to drink some cold coffee that stood in
the little coffee-pot. This she did while she worked, wasting not one
minute.
There were some old flour-sacks in the house. She put the eatables into
two of them, with the pan of beans on the top, adding a tin cup, and tied
them securely together. Then she went into her little shed room, and put
on