Pierre's neglect and his too-apparent haste to return to the raft
that night? Again David's mind flashed back, recalling her defense
of Carmin Fanchet when he had first told her his story of the
woman whose brother he had brought to the hangman's justice. There
could be but one conclusion. Marie-Anne knew Carmin Fanchet, and
she also knew she was on the raft with St. Pierre.
As cooler judgment returned to him, Carrigan refused to concede
more than that. For any one of a dozen reasons Carmin Fanchet
might be on the raft going down the river, and it was also quite
within reason that Marie-Anne might have some apprehension of a
woman as beautiful as Carmin, and possibly intuition had begun to
impinge upon her a disturbing fear of a something that might
happen. But until tonight he was confident she had fought against
this suspicion, and had overridden it, even though she knew a
woman more beautiful than herself was slowly drifting down the
stream with her husband. She had betrayed no anxiety to him in the
days that had passed; she had waited eagerly for St. Pierre; like
a bird she had gone to him when at last he came, and he had seen
her crushed close in St.
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