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Show CHAPTER XXXI DESTROYING ANGELS AT last we rounded a hill and passed up a draw, entirely out of sight of the scene of the massacre. Ankotash halted none too soon. Lucy was breathless and almost outspent. Though I had reassured her as to his friendhness, I dtd not wonder, after what had occurred, that she again hid her face in my bosom when he faced about. "Ugh. Go Zion?" he asked. . . , "No; California. We must escape to Cahforma, I answered. "Start us safe on the way to the Muddy. I can do the rest." " See him ? " he replied, pointing to a mountain whose summit rose a thousand or fifteen hundred feet above the plateau, about two miles south-west of us. When I nodded, he made a curved motion to the west and then south. " Go him way. Water hole. Me fetch'um grub, pony." . " I see. We are to go around the mountam to a water hole and wait there until you come wtth food and a pony for her," I said. "How long will you be? When will you come back ? " He measured the height of the sun in the western sky but shook his head and answered doubtfully: "N'o tell Take him water- drink him." "Wat~r!" sighed Lucy. "Oh, yes, David! I'm so thirsty! " There was perhaps half a pint left in my canteen. I unscrewed tne stopper and held the openmg to her parched lips. She drank the few stps of water, and sighed with relief. THE MORMON LION " Ah I that's good-good I The first I've had since yesterday mormng." ;; Since y~sterday morning? " I exclaimed. They dtd not let us go to the spring when we left the camp," she explained. "They said we must hurry away before the Indians came back." " The devils ! But you shall escape them ! Come I " I swung mto the saddle and reached down for her She put her foot in the broad stirrup and gave a light spnng as I drew her up. In a moment she was seated Sideways behind me, with a secure hold on my belt. Ankotash handed me my rifle. " Go quick," I said. "Bring heaP. grub- good pony. I pay Y<?U heap money- gold. ' He grunted wtth satisfaction, and started off on his coyote-trot back towards the scene of the massacre. I headed my horse up the draw, certain that the savage would not betray us. Even if he was too debased to be capable of gratitude for the favours he had received from the Senbys and myself, he had learned the value of money during his captivity. He could not hope to get as much from the Mormons for betraying me as I had promised for our escape. With the departure of the savage, Lucy rebounded from her fnght to absolute confidence in my protection. . Yet when I sought to question her about her hard jOUrn~y from Salt Lake City, and the terrible Stege m which it had ended, her overwrought nerves gave way. She burst into such a storm of tears that I had to take her into my arms to soothe and comfort her. What with short rations for over a month and the terr~JTS of the four days' attack on the camp by yellmg fiends and s":vages, the poor girl was reduced to a mere featherwetght. I pressed her light form to my breast, and she clung to me, sobbing and weeping until she had cned herself out. To divert her mind from the atrocities of the massacre, I then told her T |