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Chapter 9
HewasuncomfortablyawarethatinsomewayMeggiethoughthehadfailedher,buthedidn’tknowwhysheshouldthinkso,oronwhatbasisshehadjudgedhim.Sheknewwhathewas;whywassheangry?
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Ingreydawnlightthelittlecavalcadeescortingthebodiesreachedthecreek,andstopped.Thoughthewaterwasstillcontainedwithinitsbanks,theGillanhadbecomeariverinfullspate,runningfastandthirtyfeetdeep.FatherRalphswamhischestnutmareacrosstomeetthem,stolearoundhisneckandtheinstrumentsofhiscallinginasaddlebag.WhileFee,Bob,Jack,HughieandTomstoodaround,hestrippedthecanvasoffthebodiesandpreparedtoanointthem.AfterMaryCarsonnothingcouldsickenhim;yethefoundnothingrepugnantaboutPaddyandStu.Theywerebothblackaftertheirfashion,PaddyfromthefireandStufromsuffocation,butthepriestkissedthemwithloveandrespect.
Forfifteenmilestheroughsheetofironhadjarredandbouncedoverthegroundbehindtheteamofdrafthorses,scarringthemudwithdeepgougeswhichwouldstillbevisibleyearslater,eveninthegrassofotherseasons.Butitseemedtheycouldgonofarther;theswirlingcreekwouldkeepthemonitsfarside,withDroghedaonlyamileaway.Theystoodstaringatthetopsoftheghostgums,clearlyvisibleevenintherain.
"Ihaveanidea,"saidBob,turningtoFatherRalph."Father,you’retheonlyoneonafreshhorse;itwillhavetobeyou.Ourswillonlyswimthecreekonce—they’vegotnomoreinthemafterthemudandthecold.
