"David Robbins - Blade 05 - Pirate Strike" - читать интересную книгу автора (Robbins David L)

other, and I know this land like the back of my hand. I'll be fine."

"You are foolish to leave your wife and children," Red Hawk asserted.

"Why should I worry? They'll have you to protect them," George said
sarcastically. He hastened into the ledge.

"I can see where you get your disrespect from," Red Hawk said to his
granddaughter.

Jeannie frowned and gazed at the far-off blaze."I don't like this,
Grandfather. There has been talk of pirates on the Fraser."

"There is always talk of pirates on the Fraser," Red Hawk replied.
"Where did you hear the latest report?"

"At Ostman's Trading Post last week," Jeannie disclosed,

"From who? One of those no-accounts who sit next to the
wood-burning stove all day and swap tall tales? Their idle tongues have
little better to do than spread gossip. The week before last they were all
excited because a hunter thought he saw a mutant near Bear Mountain.
Last week it was the pirate story again. And next week they'll be talking
about a Sasquatch near Harrison Lake."

Jeannie nodded to the south. "If they're still alive."

Red Hawk's think lips compressed. "George should not go."

"He's made up his mind."

"Stop him."

"I can't. He has an obligation to Ostman."

"He has a greater obligation to his family," Red Hawk noted.

"Ostman is our friend. He would come here if he saw a fire."

"Ostman is all right for a white man," Red Hawk admitted.

They stood silently for a minute, watching the flaring flames. "Are the
children asleep?" Red Hawk inquired to distract his granddaughter from
her anxious thoughts.

"Yes, Jimmy dozed off a half hour ago."

"He didn't ask me to tell him a story," Red Hawk mentioned.

"He rarely does anymore."