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"I had thought you were gone," she said, looking timidly and anxiously
around. "They said you were gone; and that we should never see you
again. I did not think it was you!"
"Men are no common objects in these empty fields," returned the
trapper, "and I humbly hope, though I have so long consorted with the
beasts of the wilderness, that I have not yet lost the look of my
kind."
"Oh! I knew you to be a man, and I thought I knew the whine of the
hound, too," she answered hastily, as if willing to explain she knew
not what, and then checking herself, like one fearful of having
already said too much.
"I saw no dogs, among the teams of your father," the trapper remarked.
"Father!" exclaimed the girl, feelingly, "I have no father! I had
nearly said no friend."
The old man turned towards her, with a look of kindness and interest,
that was even more conciliating than the ordinary, upright, and
benevolent expression of his weather-beaten countenance.
"Why then do you venture in a place where none but the strong should
come?" he demanded.


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