“Tradle?’ ‘If you please, Miss Canary.’ A week had passed since leaving Fort Connel and the association between Calamity and Eileen was in the dangerous stage of studied politeness. Each tried to out-do the other in avoiding giving reason for a further clash—which brought them closer to it many times than would more ordinary behaviour. In several ways Eileen had changed. On the first night Calamity growled an order for Eileen to start a fire while the freight outfit’s crew tended to their ch...ores. It had been on the tip of Eileen’s tongue to refuse, but a further comment from Calamity to the effect that Eileen would not know how to make a fire without a flock of Boston servants to help brought a change of plan. Angrily Eileen went to the rawhide possum belly under the wagon and drew out dried buffalo-chips and wood. Refusing Molly’s help, Eileen made a fire as her father taught her in the days of her rather tomboy youth. Next day Eileen lent a hand to harness the team and each day since had taken more and more of a share in the work load.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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