Pulp Fiction, 1876 · page 73 of 100
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Ahad ‘HB PERILS OF THE PRAIRIE. 7 7 Ss august appearance, with a leer of devilish pride and ad- Miration upon his face. He had expected to frighten, with 48 red hands and savage appearance, the beautiful Nora, but ‘de was disappointed. Arching her queenly head, she gave ; him one haughty glance, then turned away with scorn curling lips. The chief spoke. Nora started as though a dagger had thrust into her bosom,a look of surprise, indignation and scorn npon her face. : “ Father, do you know that voice ?” she asked. “ It ts Curl & « You are right, Miss Nora, though I don‘t know as it makes &ny material difference,” the renegade replied. “Ihave no ebjéct now in disguising my voice nor even my person, for I &m Red Hand all the same.” ~ “Yes, and a traitor, villain and murderer of innocent wo- Men and children,” said George Raymond, _ “T hope, George Raymond, that by your insulting language you will not provoke me to commit another mur‘er,” the Chief said, “at least, until you see your daughter my wife.” “Your wife!’ Nora fairly hissed between her set teeth, & light of contempt flashing in her eyes. “ Rather would I be the wife of the most degraded savage on earth than your Wife—the wife of a traitor whose heart is blacker than mid- Night, whose evil deeds are as numerous as the stars, and . Whose hands are red with the blood of women and children, Murdered in their sleep !”’ _ Brave Red Hand fairly winced under the peerless Nora’s derisive words, and a guilty twitching played about his sinis- ter mouth. After a moment's silence, he said: “Tadmire your dashing, hauglity spirit, Miss Nora, and” Shall not allow your womanly temper nor invectives to pro Yoke me to blow your brains out, but I shal! forthwith con vey you to the Indian village and make you my wile, will ing or not willing.” “ Brave, noble Red Hand!” sneered Nora. “ You will both mount your animals, and we will be ¢&~ said the chief, surlily. — oe and his daughter both knew that it "14M to add a word against this order, for they were en Bm ais Comilcbooks.conm - ral . _.. ~*~ —_ - «