“Oh, I forgot, Joe! I never once have asked how you have got along while I have been so sick. Can you use your hands any at all? You could once, a little bit that day—the day we found the gold.”
But he shook his head, and just then a step was heard outside, and Lyster looked in.
A shade of surprise touched his face, as he saw ’Tana there, with so bright an expression in her eyes.
“What has Harris been telling you that has aroused you to interest, Tana?” he asked, jestingly. “He has 234 more influence than I, for I have scarcely been able to get you to talk at all.”
“You don’t need me; you have Miss Slocum,” she answered. “Have you dropped her in the creek and run back to camp? And have you seen Akkomi lately? I want him.”
“Of course you do. The moment I make my appearance, you want to get rid of me by sending me for some other man. No, I am happy to say I have not seen that royal loafer for the past hour. And I am more happy still to find that you really want some one—any one—once more. Do you realize, my dear girl, how very many days it is since you have condescended to want anything on this earth of ours? Won’t you accept me as a substitute for Akkomi?”
“I don’t want you.”
But her eyes smiled on him kindly, and he did not believe her.
“Perhaps not; but won’t you pretend you do for a little while, long enough to come with me for a little walk—or else to talk to me in your cabin?”
“To talk to you? I don’t think I can talk much to any one yet. I just told Joe I feel as if I was only waking up.”