[Beth Norvell by Randall Parrish]@TWC D-Link bookBeth Norvell CHAPTER VI 22/23
Old Mike, with great deliberation stowing away his pipe, unslipped the raw-hide, and, calmly indifferent to all else except his necessary labor, slowly hauled the girl to the surface.
She was radiant, her eyes glowing from the excitement of unusual adventure, and scrambled forth from the dangling bucket without awaiting assistance.
Before Brown attained to the surface, the lady had safely captured the straying pony and swung herself lightly into the saddle. Squaring his broad shoulders with surprise as he came out, his face flushed, his lips set firm, the young giant laid restraining fingers on her gloved hand. "Y-y-you really m-mean it ?" he asked, eagerly, as though fearing the return to daylight might already have altered her decision.
"C-can I c-call on you wh-wh-where you s-s-said ?" She smiled sweetly down at him, her eyes picturing undisguised admiration of his generous proportions, and frank, boyish face. "Si, si, senor.
_Sapristi_, why not? 'T is I, rather, who 'fraid you forget to come." "Y-you n-need n't be," he stammered, coloring.
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