9/26 I must choose between his death and ours. Implacable fatality urges me on--in truth, I have no choice. One blow, and all is over! I must not hesitate; my knife is sharp." He drew his dagger from its scabbard, examined the blade, tried it with his finger. He shuddered, and a cry of horror escaped him. "To kill a man in cold blood! an innocent man! What harm has poor Geronimo ever done me? |