"Smile at me!"
Her response made even Buck forget her pallor. Outside the house there
was a faint buzz of whispers.
"Keep it up!"
"I'll do my best," she said faintly.
Buck leaned back and burst into uproarious laughter.
"That's a good one!" he cried, slamming the broad palm of his hand
against the table so that the tin dishes jumped. "I never heard the
beat of it!" And in a whispered tone aside: "_Laugh, damn it!_"
Her laughter rang true enough, but it quavered perilously close to a
sob towards the close.
"I always granted Jim Silent a lot of sense," he said, "an' has he
really left you alone all this time? Damn near died of homesickness,
didn't you?"
She laughed again, more confidently this time. The board was suddenly
replaced at the window.
"Now I got to go out to them," he said. "After what Silent has seen
he'll trust me with you. He'll let me come back."
She dropped her soft hands over his clenched fist.
"It will be soon? Minutes are greater than hours."
"I ain't forgot. Tonight's the time."
Before he reached the door she ran to him. Two arms went round his
neck, two warm lips fluttered against his.
"God bless you!" she whispered.
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