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The Battle Cry (1914)
by by Charles Neville Buck
Binding: Paperback, 368 pages
Publisher: Kessinger Publishing, LLC
Weight: 119
Dimension: H: 0.75 x L: 9 x W: 0.5 inches

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Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: CHAPTER II FOR just an instant Roger Malcolm stood transfixed with amazement. When his voice came it was as charged with dumfounded incredulity as his attitude. ' The Cumberland Mountains ? You ?' he questioned dully. ' Yes.' With the passionate vehemence of one struggling to break a paralyzing spell he was at her side and had swept her into his arms. His excitement tensed his muscles so fiercely that as the girl fluttered vainly in his grasp she gave a low exclamation of pain. The mastiff, deeply puzzled and torn between two allegiances, growled deep in his throat and took a stiff legged step forward while the bristles rose along his quarters. ' By God, you shall do nothing of the sort!' Malcolm spoke in a hoarse whisper. ' It's too damnably absurd. You are not going. Do you hear me? You are not going! ' ' That, too, is a thing I've been weighing and pondering these last six months.' ' And mine is made up, too.' He leaned forward and for just a moment thrilled her with a new command of pose and voice. ' As God lives I sha'n't let you go. You're throwing my life away as well as your own, and I don't mean to let you do it.' 'Don't you?' The girl stood leaning against a stone coping and just a hint of hope that she had underestimated him stole flickeringly into her pupils. ' If you can stop me, do it. That will prove that the sheath is really filled with ' a blade for a knight's emprise.' ' But even as he stood there in the moonlight with her eyes fixed on him the set of his jaw and resolute dominance of his eye melted into suffering of hopelessness which she ached to comfort. On the heels of fierce command followed expostulation and pleading. ' Juanita, your grandfather never meant that you should go into that lawless hell. He meant you to be the dire...

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