You must not stay here all night. I'd be
a coward and a cur to subject you to such a thing. Well, I'm going down
to tackle that dog."
"To--tackle--the--dog," she gasped.
"And while I'm keeping him busy you are to cut and run for the road down
there. Then you'll have easy sailing for town."
"Mr. Crosby," she said firmly, clasping his arm; "you are not to leave
this beam. Do you think I'll permit you to go down there and be torn to
pieces by that beast, just for the sake of letting me cut and run, as
you call it? I'd be a bigger brute than the dog and--and--"
"Mrs. Delancy, my mind is made up. I'm going down!"
"That settles it! I'm coming too," she proclaimed emphatically.
"To be sure. That's the plan. You'll escape while I hold Swallow."
"I'll do nothing of the sort. You shall not sacrifice yourself for my
sake. I'd stay up here with you all the rest of my life before I'd
permit you to do that."
"I'll remind you of that offer later on, my dear Mrs. Delancy, when we
are not so pressed for time. Just now you must be practical, however.
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