She caught her breath.
"Never n.o.body talked to me like that afore," she murmured. "Round har they jes" say, "Kate, you"d be a rippin" good looker ef it warn"t fer that red hair o" yourn." An" they"ve said it so much that I"ve come to hate my hair wuss"n pizen."
"Your hair is your crowning beauty. It is magnificent!"
"Say!" she whispered, drawing toward him.
"What?"
"I kinder take to you."
Her hand found his, and they were sitting very near together.
"I took to you up by ther fall ter-day," she went on, in a low tone.
"Now, don"t you git skeered, fer I"m not goin" to be foolish, an" I know I"m not book-learned an" refined, same ez your city gals. We kin be friends, can"t we?"
Frank had begun to regret his openly expressed admiration, but now he said:
"To be sure we can be friends, Miss Kenyon."
"Partic"ler friends?"
"I am sure I shall esteem your friendship very highly."
"Wall, partic"ler friends don"t call each other miss an" mister. I"ll agree ter call you Frank, ef you"ll call me Kate."
Frank hesitated.
"I am going away to-morrow," he thought. "It won"t do any harm."
"Is it a go?" she asked.
"It is a go," he answered.
"Frank!"
"Kate!"
A fierce exclamation close at hand, the cracking of a twig, a heavy step, and then a panther-like figure leaped out of the dusk, and flung itself upon Frank.
[Ill.u.s.tration: "Kate grasped the a.s.sailant by the collar, and with astonishing strength, pulled him off the prostrate lad." (See page 218)]
CHAPTER XL.
A JEALOUS LOVER.
The attack was so sudden and fierce that the boy was hurled to the ground before he could make a move to protect himself.
"You shall not have her!" hissed a voice in his ear.
A hand fastened on his throat, pinning him fast. The man"s knee crushed into his stomach, depriving him of breath. The man"s other hand s.n.a.t.c.hed out something, and lifted it aloft.
A knife was poised above Frank"s heart, and in another moment the blade would have been buried to the hilt in the lad"s bosom.
Without uttering a sound, Kate Kenyon grasped the wrist of the murderous-minded man, gave it a wrench with all her strength, which was not slight, and forced him to drop the knife.
"You don"t murder anybody, Wade Miller!" she panted.
"I"ll choke ther life outen him!" snarled the fellow, as he tried to fasten both hands on Frank"s throat.
By this time the boy had recovered from the surprise and shock, and he was ready to fight for his life.
Kate grasped the a.s.sailant by the collar, and, with astonishing strength, pulled him off the prostrate lad.
In the twinkling of an eye, Frank came to his feet, and he was ready for a new a.s.sault.
Snarling and growling like a mad dog, the man scrambled up and lunged toward the boy, trying to grasp him.
Frank was a skillful boxer, and now his skill came into play, for he dodged under the man"s right arm, whirled like a cat, and struck the fellow behind the ear.
Spat! sounded the blow, sending the a.s.sailant staggering, and Frank followed it up by leaping after him and striking him again, the second blow having the force of the lad"s strength and the weight of his body.
It seemed that the man was literally knocked "spinning," and he did not stop till he landed in the creek.
"Wal," exclaimed the girl, "I "low you kin take keer o" yerself now!"
"I rather think so," came coolly from the boy. "He caught me foul, and I did not have a show at first."
"Look out fer his gun."
"I will. Who is he?"
"Wade Miller."
Frank whistled. It was a case of jealousy, and he had aroused the worst pa.s.sions of the man who admired Kate Kenyon. Miller came scrambling and snorting from the water, and Barney Mulloy rushed toward the spot, crying:
"Pwhat"s th" row, Frankie, me b"y? Do ye nade inny av me hilp?"
"I think not. So far, I am all right, thanks to Miss Kenyon."
"An" you kin fight!" breathed the mountain maid, in sincere admiration.
"I didn"t s"pose city chaps knowed how ter fight."