? ? ? ? "The Swede trader, Hanson," replied Baynes.
? ? ? ? "Where is he?"
? ? ? ? Baynes related to Korak all that had transpired since he had come upon Hanson's camp. Before he was done the first gray dawn had relieved the darkness. Korak made the Englishman comfortable in the tree. He filled his canteen from the river and fetched him fruits to eat. Then he bid him good-bye.
? ? ? ? "I am going to the Swede's camp," he announced. "I will bring the girl back to you here."
? ? ? ? "I shall go, too, then," insisted Baynes. "It is my right and my duty, for she was to have become my wife."
? ? ? ? Korak winced. "You are wounded. You could not make the trip," he said. "I can go much faster alone."
? ? ? ? "Go, then," replied Baynes; "but I shall follow. It is my right and duty."
? ? ? ? "As you will," replied Korak, with a shrug. If the man wanted to be killed it was none of his affair.
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