The Bell-Ringer of Angel's by Bret Harte
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recipient of these confidences darkened with a dull, bewildered disgust.
Then, to his relief, a step was heard without. The major's manner instantly changed. "Well?" he demanded impatiently, as Dawson entered. "I came to know what you want done with HIM," said Dawson, indicating the fugitive with a contemptuous finger. "Take him to your cabin!" "My cabin! HIM?" ejaculated Dawson, turning sharply on his chief. The major's light eyes contracted and his thin lips became a straight line. "I don't think you understand me, Dawson, and another time you'd better wait until I'm done. I want you to take him to your cabin--and then CLEAR OUT OF IT YOURSELF. You understand? I want him NEAR ME AND ALONE!" III. Dawson was not astonished the next morning to see Major Overstone and the half-breed walking together down the gully road, for he had already come to the conclusion that the major was planning some extraordinary reprisals against the invaders, that would ensure the perpetual security of the camp. That he should use so insignificant and unimportant a tool now appeared to him to be quite natural, particularly as the service was probably one in which the man would be sacrificed. "The major," he |
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