She was a Tolliver and the clan loyalty of a century
forbade--that was all. As she rose she saw a figure skulking past
the edge of the woods. She called Bub in and told him about it,
and Rufe stayed at the cabin all night, but June did not see him
next morning, and she kept out of his way whenever he came again.
A few nights later the Red Fox slouched up to the cabin with some
herbs for the step-mother. Old Judd eyed him askance.
"Lookin' fer that reward, Red?" The old man had no time for the
meek reply that was on his lips, for the old woman spoke up
sharply:
"You let Red alone, Judd--I tol' him to come." And the Red Fox
stayed to supper, and when Rufe left the cabin that night, a bent
figure with a big rifle and in moccasins sneaked after him.
The next night there was a tap on Hale's window just at his
bedside, and when he looked out he saw the Red Fox's big rifle,
telescope, moccasins and all in the moonlight. The Red Fox had
discovered the whereabouts of Rufe Tolliver, and that very night
he guided Hale and six of the guard to the edge of a little
clearing where the Red Fox pointed to a one-roomed cabin, quiet in
the moonlight.
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