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Wildfire - Chapter 20 Wildfire - Chapter 20

Wildfire - Chapter 20
CHAPTER XXA darkness, like the streaming clouds overhead, seemed to blot out Slone's sight, and then passed away, leaving it clearer.Lucy was bending over him, binding a scarf round his shoulder and under his arm. "Lin! It's nothing!" she was saying, earnestly. "Never touched a bone!"Slone sat up. The smoke was clearing away. Little curves of burning grass were working down along the rim. He put out a hand to grasp Lucy, remembering in a flash. He pointed to the ledge across the chasm."They're--gone!" cried Lucy, with a strange and deep note in her voice. She shook violently. But she did... Long Stories - Post by : vbhnl - Date : May 2012 - Author : Zane Grey - Read : 755

Wildfire - Chapter 19 Wildfire - Chapter 19

Wildfire - Chapter 19
CHAPTER XIXThat track led up the narrowing canyon to its head at the base of the plateau.Slone, mindful of his horse, climbed on foot, halting at the zigzag turns to rest. A long, gradually ascending trail mounted the last slope, which when close at hand was not so precipitous as it appeared from below. Up there the wind, sucked out of the canyons, swooped and twisted hard.At last Slone led Wildfire over the rim and halted for another breathing-spell. Before him was a beautiful, gently sloping stretch of waving grass leading up to the dark pine forest from which came a... Long Stories - Post by : cclittle - Date : May 2012 - Author : Zane Grey - Read : 2652

Wildfire - Chapter 18 Wildfire - Chapter 18

Wildfire - Chapter 18
CHAPTER XVIIIOn the day that old Creech repudiated his son, Slone with immeasurable relief left Brackton's without even a word to the rejoicing Holley, and plodded up the path to his cabin.After the first flush of elation had passed he found a peculiar mood settling down upon him. It was as if all was not so well as he had impulsively conceived. He began to ponder over this strange depression, to think back. What had happened to dash the cup from his lips? Did he regret being freed from guilt in the simple minds of the villagers--regret it because suspicion would... Long Stories - Post by : cclittle - Date : May 2012 - Author : Zane Grey - Read : 1065

Wildfire - Chapter 17 Wildfire - Chapter 17

Wildfire - Chapter 17
CHAPTER XVIIFor the first time in his experience Bostil found that horse-trading palled upon him. This trip to Durango was a failure. Something was wrong. There was a voice constantly calling into his inner ear--a voice to which he refused to listen. And during the five days of the return trip the strange mood grew upon him.The last day he and his riders covered over fifty miles and reached the Ford late at night. No one expected them, and only the men on duty at the corrals knew of the return. Bostil, much relieved to get home, went to bed and... Long Stories - Post by : ben.g - Date : May 2012 - Author : Zane Grey - Read : 923

Wildfire - Chapter 16 Wildfire - Chapter 16

Wildfire - Chapter 16
CHAPTER XVINo moon showed that night, and few stars twinkled between the slow-moving clouds. The air was thick and oppressive, full of the day's heat that had not blown away. A dry storm moved in dry majesty across the horizon, and the sheets and ropes of lightning, blazing white behind the black monuments, gave weird and beautiful grandeur to the desert.Lucy Bostil had to evade her aunt to get out of the house, and the window, that had not been the means of exit since Bostil left, once more came into use. Aunt Jane had grown suspicious of late, and Lucy,... Long Stories - Post by : Ndoki - Date : May 2012 - Author : Zane Grey - Read : 2898

Wildfire - Chapter 15 Wildfire - Chapter 15

Wildfire - Chapter 15
CHAPTER XVSlone's heart leaped to his throat, and its beating choked his utterances of rapture and amaze and dread. But rapture dominated the other emotions. He could scarcely control the impulse to run to meet Lucy, without a single cautious thought.He put the precious letter inside his blouse it seemed to warm his breast. He buckled on his gun-belt, and, extinguishing the light, he hurried out.A crescent moon had just tipped the bluff. The village lanes and cabins and trees lay silver in the moon-light. A lonesome coyote barked in the distance. All else was still. The air was cool,... Long Stories - Post by : mrtwist - Date : May 2012 - Author : Zane Grey - Read : 1319

Wildfire - Chapter 14 Wildfire - Chapter 14

Wildfire - Chapter 14
CHAPTER XIVSlone lay wide awake under an open window, watching the stars glimmer through the rustling foliage of the cottonwoods. Somewhere a lonesome hound bayed. Very faintly came the silvery tinkle of running water.For five days Slone had been a guest of Bostil's, and the whole five days had been torment.On the morning of the day after the races Lucy had confronted him. Would he ever forget her eyes--her voice? "Bless you for saving my dad!" she had said. "It was brave.... But don't let dad fool you. Don't believe in his kindness. Above all, don't ride for him! He only... Long Stories - Post by : simkl - Date : May 2012 - Author : Zane Grey - Read : 2911

Wildfire - Chapter 13 Wildfire - Chapter 13

Wildfire - Chapter 13
CHAPTER XIIIWildfire ran on down the valley far beyond the yelling crowd lined along the slope. Bostil was deaf to the throng; he watched the stallion till Lucy forced him to stop and turn.Then Bostil whirled to see where Van was with the King. Most of the crowd surged down to surround the racers, and the yells gave way to the buzz of many voices. Some of the ranchers and riders remained near Bostil, all apparently talking at once. Bostil gathered that Holley's Whitefoot had ran second, and the Navajo's mustang third. It was Holley himself who verified what Bostil had... Long Stories - Post by : cclittle - Date : May 2012 - Author : Zane Grey - Read : 1733

Wildfire - Chapter 12 Wildfire - Chapter 12

Wildfire - Chapter 12
CHAPTER XIIBostil slept that night, but his sleep was troubled, and a strange, dreadful roar seemed to run through it, like a mournful wind over a dark desert. He was awakened early by a voice at his window. He listened. There came a rap on the wood."Bostil! ... Bostil!" It was Holley's voice.Bostil rolled off the bed. He had slept without removing any apparel except his boots."Wal, Hawk, what d'ye mean wakin' a man at this unholy hour?" growled Bostil.Holley's face appeared above the rude sill. It was pale and grave, with the hawk eyes like glass. "It ain't so awful... Long Stories - Post by : Joe_Coon - Date : May 2012 - Author : Zane Grey - Read : 943

Wildfire - Chapter 11 Wildfire - Chapter 11

Wildfire - Chapter 11
CHAPTER XIAll through May there was an idea, dark and sinister, growing in Bostil's mind. Fiercely at first he had rejected it as utterly unworthy of the man he was. But it returned. It would not be denied. It was fostered by singular and unforeseen circumstances. The meetings with Creech, the strange, sneaking actions of young Joel Creech, and especially the gossip of riders about the improvement in Creech's swift horse--these things appeared to loom larger and larger and to augment in Bostil's mind the monstrous idea which he could not shake off. So he became brooding and gloomy.It appeared to... Long Stories - Post by : cclittle - Date : May 2012 - Author : Zane Grey - Read : 3237

Wildfire - Chapter 10 Wildfire - Chapter 10

Wildfire - Chapter 10
CHAPTER XTwo weeks slipped by on the wings of time and opportunity and achievement, all colored so wonderfully for Lucy, all spelling that adventure for which she had yearned.Lucy was riding down into the sage toward the monuments with a whole day before her. Bostil kept more and more to himself, a circumstance that worried her, though she thought little about it. Van had taken up the training of the King; and Lucy had deliberately quarreled with him so that she would be free to ride where she listed. Farlane nagged her occasionally about her rides into the sage, insisting that... Long Stories - Post by : Truman - Date : May 2012 - Author : Zane Grey - Read : 2638

Wildfire - Chapter 9 Wildfire - Chapter 9

Wildfire - Chapter 9
CHAPTER IXLucy Bostil could not control the glow of strange excitement under which she labored, but she could put her mind on the riding of Sage King. She did not realize, however, that she was riding him under the stress and spell of that excitement.She had headed out to make a short cut, fairly sure of her direction, yet she was not unaware of the fact that she would be lost till she ran across her trail. That might be easy to miss and time was flying. She put the King to a brisk trot, winding through the aisles of the... Long Stories - Post by : sbeard - Date : May 2012 - Author : Zane Grey - Read : 1527

Wildfire - Chapter 8 Wildfire - Chapter 8

Wildfire - Chapter 8
CHAPTER VIIILucy Bostil had called twice to her father and he had not answered. He was out at the hitching-rail, with Holley, the rider, and two other men. If he heard Lucy he gave no sign of it. She had on her chaps and did not care to go any farther than the door where she stood."Somers has gone to Durango an' Shugrue is out huntin' hosses," Lucy heard Bostil say, gruffly."Wal now, I reckon I could handle the boat an' fetch Creech's hosses over," said Holley.Bostil raised an impatient hand, as if to wave aside Holley's assumption.Then one of the... Long Stories - Post by : cclittle - Date : May 2012 - Author : Zane Grey - Read : 896

Wildfire - Chapter 7 Wildfire - Chapter 7

Wildfire - Chapter 7
CHAPTER VIISlone looked grimly glad when simultaneously with the first red flash of sunrise a breeze fanned his cheek. All that was needed now was a west wind. And here came the assurance of it.The valley appeared hazy and smoky, with slow, rolling clouds low down where the line of fire moved. The coming of daylight paled the blaze of the grass, though here and there Slone caught flickering glimpses of dull red flame. The wild stallion kept to the center of the valley, restlessly facing this way and that, but never toward the smoke. Slone made sure that Wildfire gradually... Long Stories - Post by : rlscott - Date : May 2012 - Author : Zane Grey - Read : 2733

Wildfire - Chapter 6 Wildfire - Chapter 6

Wildfire - Chapter 6
CHAPTER VIThat was the last Slone saw of Wildfire for three days.It took all of this day to climb out of the canyon. The second was a slow march of thirty miles into a scrub cedar and pinyon forest, through which the great red and yellow walls of the canyon could be seen. That night Slone found a water-hole in a rocky pocket and a little grass for Nagger. The third day's travel consisted of forty miles or more through level pine forest, dry and odorous, but lacking the freshness and beauty of the forest on the north side of the... Long Stories - Post by : sbeard - Date : May 2012 - Author : Zane Grey - Read : 721

Wildfire - Chapter 5 Wildfire - Chapter 5

Wildfire - Chapter 5
CHAPTER VIn the early morning when all was gray and the big, dark pines were shadowy specters, Slone was awakened by the cold. His hands were so numb that he had difficulty starting a fire. He stood over the blaze, warming them. The air was nipping, clear and thin, and sweet with frosty fragrance.Daylight came while he was in the midst of his morning meal. A white frost covered the ground and crackled under his feet as he went out to bring in the horses. He saw fresh deer tracks. Then he went back to camp for his rifle. Keeping a... Long Stories - Post by : best4you - Date : May 2012 - Author : Zane Grey - Read : 2810

Wildfire - Chapter 4 Wildfire - Chapter 4

Wildfire - Chapter 4
CHAPTER IVThree wild-horse hunters made camp one night beside a little stream in the Sevier Valley, five hundred miles, as a crow flies, from Bostil's Ford.These hunters had a poor outfit, excepting, of course, their horses. They were young men, rangy in build, lean and hard from life in the saddle, bronzed like Indians, still-faced, and keen-eyed. Two of them appeared to be tired out, and lagged at the camp-fire duties. When the meager meal was prepared they sat, cross-legged, before a ragged tarpaulin, eating and drinking in silence.The sky in the west was rosy, slowly darkening. The valley floor billowed... Long Stories - Post by : add2it - Date : May 2012 - Author : Zane Grey - Read : 788

Wildfire - Chapter 3 Wildfire - Chapter 3

Wildfire - Chapter 3
CHAPTER IIIThe days did not pass swiftly at Bostil's Ford. And except in winter, and during the spring sand-storms, the lagging time passed pleasantly. Lucy rode every day, sometimes with Van, and sometimes alone. She was not over-keen about riding with Van--first, because he was in love with her; and secondly, in spite of that, she could not beat him when he rode the King. They were training Bostil's horses for the much-anticipated races.At last word arrived from the Utes and Navajos that they accepted Bostil's invitation and would come in force, which meant, according to Holley and other old riders,... Long Stories - Post by : vbhnl - Date : May 2012 - Author : Zane Grey - Read : 1067

Wildfire - Chapter 2 Wildfire - Chapter 2

Wildfire - Chapter 2
CHAPTER IIBostil went toward the house with his daughter, turning at the door to call a last word to his riders about the care of his horses.The house was a low, flat, wide structure, with a corridor running through the middle, from which doors led into the adobe-walled rooms. The windows were small openings high up, evidently intended for defense as well as light, and they had rude wooden shutters. The floor was clay, covered everywhere by Indian blankets. A pioneer's home it was, simple and crude, yet comfortable, and having the rare quality peculiar to desert homes it was cool... Long Stories - Post by : Ndoki - Date : May 2012 - Author : Zane Grey - Read : 2744

Wildfire - Chapter 1 Wildfire - Chapter 1

Wildfire - Chapter 1
CHAPTER IFor some reason the desert scene before Lucy Bostil awoke varying emotions--a sweet gratitude for the fullness of her life there at the Ford, yet a haunting remorse that she could not be wholly content--a vague loneliness of soul--a thrill and a fear for the strangely calling future, glorious, unknown.She longed for something to happen. It might be terrible, so long as it was wonderful. This day, when Lucy had stolen away on a forbidden horse, she was eighteen years old. The thought of her mother, who had died long ago on their way into this wilderness, was the one... Long Stories - Post by : add2it - Date : May 2012 - Author : Zane Grey - Read : 2140