It was past twelve when they reached the Flats . Tannis was the only one who seemed to be able to think coherently . It was she who told Tom where to take the horses and then led Elinor to the room where Carey was dying . The doctor was sitting by the bedside and Mrs. Joe was curled up in a corner , sniffling to herself . Tannis took her by the shoulder and turned her , none too gently , out of the room . The doctor , understanding , left at once . As Tannis shut the door she saw Elinor sink on her knees by the bed , and Carey 's trembling hand go out to her head . Tannis sat down on the floor outside of the door and wrapped herself up in a shawl Marie Esquint had dropped . In that attitude she looked exactly like a squaw , and all comers and goers , even old Auguste , who was hunting for her , thought she was one , and left her undisturbed . She watched there until dawn came whitely up over the prairies and Jerome Carey died . She knew when it happened by Elinor 's cry . Tannis sprang up and rushed in . She was too late for even a parting look . The girl took Carey 's hand in hers , and turned to the weeping Elinor with a cold dignity . `` Now go , '' she said . `` You had him in life to the very last . He is mine now . '' `` There must be some arrangements made , '' faltered Elinor . `` My father and brother will make all arrangements , as you call them , '' said Tannis steadily . `` He had no near relatives in the world -- none at all in Canada -- he told me so .
You may send out a Protestant minister from town , if you XXXXX ; but he will be buried here at the Flats and his grave with be mine -- all mine !
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