Missouri -- Fiction; Outlaws -- Fiction; Western stories
"That's right," cried Samuel, rubbing his hands; "all goes well. And
now once more I say, to breakfast. I am dying with hunger. We can talk
while we eat, and you, Diana, can explain your early visit. I suppose
you have not come three miles in the dew to kiss your old uncle?"
"Why not?" she said, with a smile.
"And you expected to meet nobody," he answered. But seeing that Diana
blushed, he continued, "But no more delay," and seated himself.
The beginning of the meal was rather constrained, from the peculiar
position of the young people. But the ice was soon broken; the squatter
was merry and humorous; he avoided any pointed allusions, and the
conversation, at first very meagre, soon became very pleasant.
When Samuel heard the object of Diana's visit, he promised to go over
in the evening, and then questioned George as to his travels.
George at once proceeded to tell his story with so much wit and humour
as to amuse uncle and niece.
"Now," said Samuel, when breakfast was over, "listen to me. You are two
charming young people, whom I love, and whose happiness I desire. But
you must let me act in my own way. I know my brother well, and can do
as I like with him. Look upon me as an ally, but commit no imprudence.
Instead now of going with my niece, you must stop here. If you were
seen together, we cannot say what might happen. At all times my house
is open to you. Come as often as you like, but remember, courage and
prudence, Diana, kiss me again, and then farewell."
"My darling uncle," she cried, embracing him.
"Oh, yes, very dear, because I do what you like."
"Au revoir, George," she continued.
"But when shall I see you again? Time appears so long."
"Already he grumbles," cried Samuel.
"Pardon me, but I love her so much."
"And do I not love you?" she said, naively.
"I am mad," he answered, tenderly, kissing her hand a second time as he
spoke.
Then Diana went out, guarded by Dardar.
"Now," said Samuel, as soon as they were alone, "you must enter into
fuller explanations, and explain where you have pitched your tent. I
hope you are in no difficulty."
"Be easy on that point. I have a hut in a charming situation about
twelve miles off. Will you come and see it?" added George Clinton.
"At once, if you like," cried Samuel.
"At once let it be, I am not alone; I have two faithful servants and a
Canadian hunter, whom I engaged in Boston. I have books, arms, horses,
dogs--everything that a man can wish for."
"Delighted to hear it. Let us start."
Five minutes later they were galloping through the forest.
CHAPTER IX.
THEY MAKE AN ACQUAINTANCE.
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