Like two stars her great eyes
flashed up imploringly into the Swede's angry face.
"No, no, senors! You no fight like de dogs vid me here. I not like
dat, I not let you. See! you strike him, you strike me. _Dios de
Dios_! I not have eet so--nevah."
A strong, compelling hand fell suddenly on Winston's shoulder, and he
glanced about into the grave, boyish countenance of Stutter Brown.
"Th-thar 's quite c-c-consid'able of a c-crowd comin' up the t-t-trail
t-ter the 'Independence,' an' B-Bill wants yer," he announced, his calm
eyes on the controversy being waged beyond in the open. "Th-thar 'll
be somethin' d-doin' presently, but I r-reckon I better s-s-straighten
out t-this yere i-i-international fracas first."
CHAPTER XX
THE GAME OF FOILS
The grave-faced, yet good-natured giant pressed his way through the
tangled mass of obstructing bushes, and unceremoniously proceeded to
proclaim peace. His methods were characteristic of one slow of speech,
yet swift of action.
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