On the Trail of Geronimo — page 297: what you’re looking at

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ON THE TRAIL OF GERONIMO. 283 forgot their own wretchedness for the moment, and looked at the scene as though they could not under- stand it. “Something must be done,” said the heutenant, feeling that he could never desert his friend in his extremity. “I’m not going to lie here and see him put to the torture without lifting a hand for him.” The warriors brought their captive directly in front of their chief, while the others were so inter- ested that they gathered round to hear the expla- nation. Thus it came about that the backs of all, including Ray, were turned toward the young officer. Geronimo alone faced hin, his ugly visage being in plain sight over the shoulder of the pris- oner. If the scene was exciting, that which followed almost immediately was tenfold more so. Geronimo began talking in a loud voice. The next minute, however, the heutenant saw him raise one hand. The firelight flashed upon a knife, and there can be no doubt that he intended to bury it in the body of the prisoner, but, before he could do so, the ath- letic Bedford launched out his right arm with the quickness of lightning. | Catching Geronimo fairly in the face, the blow CoOnniclooo (CO)