Harold Edward Bindloss

Name: The Gold Trail — Chapter XXII
Author: Harold Edward Bindloss

The Gold Trail — Chapter XXII (1910)

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“The Gold Trail — Chapter XXII”, published in 1910, is a work by Harold Edward Bindloss. It explores elements such as Devine, Weston and Grenfell.

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Harold Edward Bindloss, The Gold Trail — Chapter XXII (1910)

“ All round him the great burned pines towered in black and shadowy columns against the silvery light, and a stillness that was almost oppressive brooded over the valley. No sound of running water came out of it, and there was not a breath of wind. It was cool, however, and Weston drew his dusty blanket higher about his shoulders as he glanced round the camp. Devine lay close by sleeping like a log; but Grenfell was huddled at the foot of a tree, and it became evident to his comrade that he, at least, was wide awake.
"Haven't you done enough to make you sleep?" Weston asked. ”

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Harold Edward Bindloss, The Gold Trail — Chapter XXII (1910)

“ Grenfell Goes On Weston, tired as he was, did not sleep well that night. Although they had a pack-horse he had carried two blankets and a bag of flour, and when a man has marched from sunrise until dusk under a heavy burden, his shoulders, as a rule, ache distressfully. In addition to this discomfort, Grenfell's manner throughout that day's march had roused an unsettling sense of expectation in his comrades. The man had limped wearily and continually lagged behind, but he had, in spite of it, resolutely insisted on their pushing on as fast as possible. ”

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Harold Edward Bindloss, The Gold Trail — Chapter XXII (1910)

“ Devine inquired eagerly. "There's a kind of hollow yonder running into the thicket."
Weston made no answer, but he turned in among the willows, and for half an hour or so they stumbled and floundered among the clinging branches. Still there was no deflection of the fork, and when at length they stopped again, gasping and dripping with perspiration, Devine laughed rather grimly.
"Oh, give it a rest; I guess that's what it wants," he said. "I'll hang on for another half-hour, and then I'm going prospecting on my own account. We've got to strike water." ”

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Harold Edward Bindloss, The Gold Trail — Chapter XXII (1910)

“ There's just another thing. If I leave my bones up here my share falls to you."
He seemed disinclined for any further conversation, and Weston went to sleep again. When he awakened the moon had sunk behind the range, and a faint gray light was filtering down beneath the blackened pines. It showed the pack-horse standing close by, and Devine stretched out beneath his blanket, a shadowy, shapeless figure, but there was, as far as Weston could see, no sign of Grenfell anywhere. ”

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Harold Edward Bindloss, The Gold Trail — Chapter XXII (1910)

“ Devine strode into the bush, and Weston struggled through the undergrowth to where Grenfell lay, scarcely a stone's throw away. Stripping off his jacket, he laid it over the dead man to keep off the flies. ”

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Harold Edward Bindloss, The Gold Trail — Chapter XXII (1910)

“ It's most three days since I had what one could call a drink."
"Did you ever hear of water-finding?"
"Yes," answered Devine. "I've read a little about the old country. Kind of old English charlatanry, isn't it?"
"Well," said Weston, simply, "I could find water once upon a time. I know that, because I've done it."
"Don't you need a hazel fork? You can't get one here."
"I don't think the hazel matters. The power is in the man. I can cut a fork out of something."
Devine made a little gesture which seemed expressive of resignation. ”

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Harold Edward Bindloss, The Gold Trail — Chapter XXII (1910)

“ He turned toward the pack-horse and pulled up the picket. "Anyway, we'll get upon his trail."
They both were men of action, and inside of five minutes they had lashed their packs together and started without breakfast. Weston led the horse, while Devine picked up Grenfell's trail. Weston was a little astonished at the ease with which his companion did this.
"It's quite simple," said the surveyor, when the other stopped a moment where the footprints seemed to break off, and questioned his decision. "He's heading straight on, and not walking like a man with much strength in him. ”

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Harold Edward Bindloss, The Gold Trail — Chapter XXII (1910)

“ That's a sure thing; and I feel, like you, that I want it before we set about the work that's awaiting us."
After that they both sat still again. They had to decide whether they would go back or go on, and both of them realized what the decision would be. Their guide had left them, and the last expectation of finding the lead had melted away. ”

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