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Chapter 27

           Itwasmerelyachance.Ihadtheopportunityofbeingusefultotheyounglady,inoncerescuingherfromsomerudeIndians—WildOatandhisSeminoles—intowhosehandsshehadfallen,whilemakingajourneyfromtheRioGrandetovisitheruncleontheLeona—DonSilvioMartinez,whosehouseyoucanseefromhere.Thebruteshadgotdrunk;andwerethreatening—notexactlyherlife—thoughthatwasinsomedanger,but—well,thepoorgirlwasintroublewiththem,andmighthavehadsomedifficultyingettingaway,hadInotchancedtorideup."

           "Aslightservice,youcallit?Youaremodestinyourestimate,MrGerald.Amanwhoshoulddothatmuchforme!"

           "Whatwouldyoudoforhim?"askedthemustanger,placingasignificantemphasisonthefinalword.

           "Ishouldlovehim,"wasthepromptreply.

           "Then,"saidMaurice,spurringhishorsecloseuptothesideofthespottedmustang,andwhisperingintotheearofitsrider,withanearnestnessstrangelycontrastingtohislatereticence,"IwouldgivehalfmylifetoseeyouinthehandsofWildCatandhisdrunkencomrades—theotherhalftodeliveryoufromthedanger."

           "Doyoumeanthis,MauriceGerald?Donottriflewithme:Iamnotachild.Speakthetruth!Doyoumeanit?"

           "Ido!Asheavenisaboveme,Ido!"

           ThesweetestkissIeverhadinmylife,waswhenawoman—afaircreature,inthehuntingfield—leantoverinhersaddleandkissedmeasIsateinmine

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