Pulp Fiction, 1874 · page 55 of 100
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-JEALOUS: WRATH. 87 The girl hesitated. She knew that any refusal-on ber part would be accepted by the chief as a sign that she was no longer a friend of the tribe, but sided with its enemies, ~ Ag he stood there with the strong glare of the fire falling on his | fuee, she read in it an indomiluble purpose which nothing conld check or turn aside. “ You hesitate,” ‘he said grimly. ‘“ You find it bard to be come the wife of a great-chief.-Have you looked on the face of a white warrior which you bave learned to love ?” “No, no,” she cried, averting her head as she spoke. “ But you are too sudden; Iymust have time to think.” “You have had years for thought. Decide now for the last time.” ; “ Beware lest you force me too hard, Silver Lance.» If I had loved you, the way in which you speak to me might well make me your enemy,” “IT have waited long,” replied the chief softly. “Since you were a little child as high as that—” he placed his hand about the region of his heart, “I have kept your image in my breast. No one could love you better, no one: could feel More tenderly toward you than I do. Will you give yourself to me and make the heart of a chief glad ?” ‘ “ Not now; you must give me time to think. In three days you may have my answer, but not before.” He dropped his band, and a fierce light came into bis face for he could see in bis jealous wrath tbat she would do any thing to put him off. | “ [give you one more chance and only one. The lodge of Silver Lance is large, but his heart is large. There is room in it for the Blazing Star to rest in peace. Put your hand in mine and say that you will walk with me through the journey of life.” , | “Twill not.” “Then you are no longer free, but a prisoner of Silver Lance and he will treat you as he would any captive Mexi- _ Can girl from the South. Hundo, come hither.” “Wait!” eried the Blazing Star. “ What would you do?” “JT would make you safe, mad girl.- Hundo, take the Blaz- ding Star to the village and keep ber safe until I come.” '. The subirdinate chief advanced and caught the Blazing comicbooks.conn