The Valley of Silent Men eBook

James Oliver Curwood
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 287 pages of information about The Valley of Silent Men.

The Valley of Silent Men eBook

James Oliver Curwood
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 287 pages of information about The Valley of Silent Men.

The weight of the thing crushed him.  It was as if for the first time a window had opened for him, and he saw what Kedsty had seen.  And then, as the minutes passed, the fighting spirit in him rose again.  He was not of the sort to go under easily.  Personal danger had always stirred him to his greatest depths, and he had never confronted a danger greater than this he was facing now.  It was not a matter of leaping quickly and on the spur of the moment.  For ten years his training had been that of a hunter of men, and the psychology of the man hunt had been his strong point.  Always, in seeking his quarry, he had tried first to bring himself into a mental sympathy and understanding with that quarry.  To analyze what an outlaw would do under certain conditions and with certain environments and racial inheritances behind him was to Kent the premier move in the thrilling game.  He had evolved rules of great importance for himself, but always he had worked them out from the vantage point of the huntsman.  Now he began to turn them around.  He, James Kent, was no longer the hunter, but the hunted, and all the tricks which he had mastered must now be worked the other way.  His woodcraft, his cunning, the fine points he had learned of the game of one-against-one would avail him but little when it came to the witness chair and a trial.

The open window was his first inspiration.  Adventure had been the blood of his life.  And out there, behind the green forests rolling away like the billows of an ocean, lay the greatest adventure of all.  Once in those beloved forests covering almost the half of a continent, he would be willing to die if the world beat him.  He could see himself playing the game of the hunted as no other man had ever played it before.  Let him once have his guns and his freedom, with all that world waiting for him—­

Eagerness gleamed in his eyes, and then, slowly, it died out.  The open window, after all, was but a mockery.  He rolled sideways from his bed and partly balanced himself on his feet.  The effort made him dizzy.  He doubted if he could have walked a hundred yards after climbing through the window.  Instantly another thought leaped into his brain.  His head was clearing.  He swayed across the room and back again, the first time he had been on his feet since the half-breed’s bullet had laid him out.  He would fool Cardigan.  He would fool Kedsty.  As he recovered his strength, he would keep it to himself.  He would play sick man to the limit, and then some night he would take advantage of the open window!

The thought thrilled him as no other thing in the world had ever thrilled him before.  For the first time he sensed the vast difference between the hunter and the hunted, between the man who played the game of life and death alone and the one who played it with the Law and all its might behind him.  To hunt was thrilling.  To be hunted was more thrilling.  Every nerve in his body tingled.  A different kind of fire burned in his brain.  He was the creature who was at bay.  The other fellow was the hunter now.

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