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"And little wonder it is," he said

I had no servant; our hostess at the inn sent abefore anything in the house stirred I ildly impatient and wanted to be on the road at once; but I curbedquietly for Robbie's recovery

At last I heard thethe fire; I put my head out the door and called to her As I dressed, I heard thein; and I waited for breakfast to be served them I could not eat, but only drank a little tea

The wind had abated and the cold was greatly lessened Not far out of Ft

Christopher we left the road and took a trail through the mountains The trees had shed their leaves, and cushioned the path The sky was lightly covered by thin clouds, and as the day progressed, the tereeary at tiht of Robbie, ill and calling ht spurred ether with Kevin The Creek boys went ahead and behind, watchful and quiet

As the sun was setting, we reached the village The people caray hair and linsey-woolsey clothes, with odd orna her neck, stood at the forefront

At last h htened of her when I had awakened at last from my illness; I remembered her blue eyes, and I stared at her with confusion She was not an Indian Why did she live at the Creek village, and as she called Old Creek Woman, when she was clearly a white woman?

Kevin lifted ave way beneath me He held s tingled painfully as the blood returned

"Robbie-Jessie," said the old woman, and I remembered that she had addressed me thusly before

I tried to curtsey to her with theonto my arms "Mada

She lifted the curtain on one of the houses and ducked beneath it I bent down and followed her At first I could see only the fire; but then my eyes adjusted and I looked where she pointed I stumbled forward and fell to my knees