downward. The movement gave me instantly a thought of his purpose,
and, unnoticed, I loosened the pistol-belt about my waist and silently
dropped it upon the platform. Whatever desperate chance he might
choose to take, I was determined now to equal.
"Doth the water of the river come to the very foot of these logs?" he
asked, unable to determine in the darkness.
"No, Monsieur, the earth slopes downward for some feet, yet the current
is at this bank, and gives much depth of water at the shore."
"But of what width is the strip of earth between?"
"Perhaps the length of a tall man."
"Saint Guise! 'tis well I thought to ask!" he explained jauntily. "And
now, Mademoiselle, if you will but kindly hold this coat and sword, I
shall strive to show you how highly I value the prize offered, and what
a French gentleman can do for love."
I fully grasped his purpose now, and even as he turned toward her,
holding out the valuables he hesitated to lose, I scaled the low
barrier in my front, planted my feet firmly between the pointed stakes,
and sprang boldly into the darkness.
CHAPTER XIV
DARKNESS AND SURPRISE
It was a greater distance to the water than I had supposed, but I
struck at last fairly enough, and went down until I thought I should
never come up again. As I rose to the surface and shook the moisture
from my face and ears, a light laugh rang out high above me, and
Mademoiselle's clear voice cried mockingly:
"The backwoodsman has taken the first trick, Monsieur."
I saw De Croix's body dart, like a black arrow, far out into the air,
and come sweeping down. He struck to my left, and a trifle behind me;
but I waited not to learn just how. With lusty strokes I struck out
for the north shore. It was a hard swim, for my deerskins held the
water like so many bags, and the current, though not rapid, was
sufficiently strong to make me fight valiantly for every foot of way.
I came out, panting heavily, upon a low bank of soft mud, and crept
cautiously up under the black shadow of some low bushes growing there.
I took time, as I rested, to glance back, hoping thus to learn more of
the direction I should follow; for the Kinzie light was no longer
visible, and my struggle with the current had somewhat bewildered me.
I neither saw nor heard anything of De Croix; but the flame of the
candle gleaming through the narrow slits of the block-house told me
clearly where it stood, while a wild yelling farther to
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