ho had
been gambling, were talking loudly of the results of the game.
Through it all the white man walked with swift footsteps, looking neither to the right nor the left, till he gained his lodge. He flung himself on his bed and lay there, his fingers strained together convul sively, his nerves throbbing with pain; vainly strug gling with regret, vainly repeating to himself that he cared nothing for love and home, that he had put all those things from him, that he was engrossed now only in his work.
"Never, never! It can never be."
And the English exploring-ship in Yaquina Bay was to weigh anchor on the morrow, and sail up nearer along the unknown coast. The Indians had all de serted the sea-board for the council. Would Cecil hear? Would any one see the sail and bring the news?
