"What right have you to speak ?" "None, unless it is that I love her and I will go for her," answered Alfred desperately.
"Stand back!" cried Wetzel, placing his powerful hard on Clarke's breast and pushing him backward.

"If you love her you don't want to have her wait here for them red devils," and he waved his hand toward the river.

"If she gets back she'll save the Fort.

If she fails she'll at least escape Girty." Betty gazed into the hunter's eyes and then into Alfred's.

She understood both men.