enter the barn he glanced over his shoulder and thought he glimpsed a small white form crouched in the corn. He blinked, and it was gone.
The men were somber as they filed into the house and up the stairs. Belinda had gotten Edna onto the bed. Edna was unconscious and Belinda was stitching her neck wound with a long needle. She looked up as they appeared in the doorway. âThatâs far enough.â
âThis is my house and sheâs my wife,â Harold said. âI can come in if I want.â
âI canât afford to be distracted,â Belinda said. âAnd I need you or someone else to heat water and bring the pot upstairs. I have to clean this wound to prevent infection.â
âWhat about the rabies?â Orville asked. âWhat can you do about that?â
âI donât think it is,â Belinda said.
âWhy? We all saw that girl foaminâ at the mouth. And your friend, Fargo, said he saw Old Man Sawyer doinâ the same.â
Belinda paused with her needle inserted in a strip of flesh. âListen to me. I canât be disturbed right now. But Iâll simply say that itâs my understanding that when a person contracts rabies, by the time theyâre foaming at the mouth, theyâre also experiencing seizures and paralysis. In other words, theyâre incapacitated to the point where they canât go around attacking others.â
âInca-what?â Harold asked.
âThey canât move much,â Belinda clarified. âNow please. If Iâm to have any hope of saving your wife, I need that water and I need privacy.â She went to bend over Edna but looked up again. âOh. And Harold. As soon as Iâm finished with Edna, Iâll take a look at your hand.â
âIâm fine,â Harold said. âThe bleedinâ has mostly stopped.â
The McWhertles turned and descended the stairs, their voices fading as they neared the kitchen.
Fargo leaned against the jamb and folded his arms. âIs there anything I can do?â
Belinda glanced over and smiled. âNot at the moment.â She bent to the needle. âI forgot to ask them. What happened to Abigail?â
âShe ducked into the corn. Iâll go after her at first light.â
âThere are two of them out there now,â Belinda said worriedly. âAnd despite what I told the others, to be perfectly honest, Iâm not sure itâs not rabies. I havenât had any experience with the disease.â
âI wouldnât tell them that,â Fargo said.
âNo, I wonât. We donât want a panic on our hands,â Belinda said. âAlthough now that I think about it, I should send riders to warn everyone to be on the lookout for anyone or anything that shows the symptoms.â
âAny advice you can give me for when I go after the girl?â Fargo asked.
âYes,â Belinda said. âDonât get bit.â
13
The golden orb of the sun blazed the misty eastern horizon when Fargo stepped into the stirrups and reined the Ovaro toward the cornfield. Heâd slept on the settee, or tried to, and had a fitful night. He kept waking up at the slightest sound. It didnât help that Harold McWhertle refused to bolt the doors in case Abigail came back. Orville argued that he was putting their lives at risk but Harold refused to give in.
Belinda had stayed up in the bedroom with Edna so Harold slept in another bedroom by himself. His kids he put down in the root cellar. The rest of the McWhertles sprawled wherever they saw fit.
No one else was up when Fargo roused and went to the kitchen. Heâd kindled the stove and helped himself to coffee left over from the day before.
Now here he was, off to find the possibly rabid spitfire.
The morning air was brisk but that would soon change.
He rode around the barn and crossed to the corn and drew rein. He had a choice. He could track her through the corn, which could
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