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Chapter 9

           "She’sallthat,Itellyou,ifshebeanythinglikewhatshewaswhenIlastsawher,whichwasataBayouLafourcheball.TherewerehalfadozenyoungCreolesthere,whocamenighcrossingswordsabouther."

           "Acoquette,Isuppose?"insinuatedtherifleman.

           "Nothingofthekind,Crossman.Quitethecontrary,Iassureyou.She’sagirlofspirit,thoughlikelyenoughtosnubanyfellowwhomighttrytobetoofamiliar.She’snotwithoutsomeofthefather’spride.It’safamilytraitofthePoindexters."

           "JustthegirlIshouldcottonto,"jocoselyremarkedtheyoungdragoon."Andifshe’sasgood-lookingasyousay,CaptainSloman,Ishallcertainlygoinforher.UnlikeCrossmanhere,I’mclearofallentanglementsoftheheart.ThanktheLordforit!"

           "Well,MrHancock,"rejoinedtheinfantryofficer,agentlemanofsoberinclinings,"I’mnotgiventobetting;butI’dlayabigwageryouwon’tsaythat,afteryouhaveseenLouisePoindexterthatis,ifyouspeakyourmind."

           "Pshaw,Sloman!don’tyoubealarmedaboutme.I’vebeentoooftenunderthefireofbrighteyestohaveanyfearofthem."

           "Nonesobrightashers."

           "Deucetakeit!youmakeafellowfallinlovewiththisladywithouthavingseteyesuponher.Shemustbesomethingextraordinaryincomparable."

           "Shewasboth,whenIlastsawher."

           "Howlongagowasthat?"

           "TheLafourcheball?Letmeseeabouteighteenmonths.JustafterwegotbackfromMexico.

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