ISBN: 9781153591973

Excerpt: ...your knife, cried Betty as she saw Wetzel''s hand go inside his hunting shirt. She had thrown herself in front of him as Miller got to his feet. With both little han… More...

Excerpt: ...your knife, cried Betty as she saw Wetzel''s hand go inside his hunting shirt. She had thrown herself in front of him as Miller got to his feet. With both little hands she clung to the brawny arm of the hunter, but she could not stay it. Wetzel''s hand slipped to his belt. For God''s sake, Lew, do not kill him, implored Betty, gazing horror-stricken at the glittering eyes of the hunter. You have punished him enough. He only tried to kiss me. I was partly to blame. Put your knife away. Do not shed blood. For my sake, Lew, for my sake! When Betty found that she could not hold Wetzel''s arm she threw her arms round his neck and clung to him with all her young strength. No doubt her action averted a tragedy. If Miller had been inclined to draw a weapon then he might have had a good opportunity to use it. He had the reputation of being quick with his knife, and many of his past fights testified that he was not a coward. But he made no effort to attack Wetzel. It was certain that he measured with his eye the distance to the door. Wetzel was not like other men. Irrespective of his wonderful strength and agility there was something about the Indian hunter that terrified all men. Miller shrank before those eyes. He knew that never in all his life of adventure had he been as near death as at that moment. There was nothing between him and eternity but the delicate arms of this frail girl. At a slight wave of the hunter''s hand towards the door he turned and passed out. Oh, how dreadful! cried Betty, dropping upon a bench with a sob of relief. I am glad you came when you did even though you frightened me more than he did. Promise me that you will not do Miller any further harm. If you had fought it would all have been on my account; one or both of you might have been killed. Don''t look at me so. I do not care for him. I never did. Now that I know him I despise him. He lost his senses and tried to kiss me. I could have killed him myself. Wetzel did not... Zane Grey, Books, Fiction and Literature, Betty Zane Books>Fiction and Literature, General Books LLC<

ISBN: 1153591979

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