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Buck, Charles Neville, 1879-1930

"A Pagan of the Hills"


"I'm my own business, nobody else's."
In this mood that had troubled her of late, Alexander was very
combative. She was not willing to surrender her code--not willing yet
to be treated as a woman.
"I heers tell thet ye've moved over hyar, bag an' baggage--an' ef I kin
help ye out any way, I'll seek ter convenience ye outen a sperit of
neighborness." She spoke in that extra-deliberate fashion that went
before a storm, and as she stood there with her head high, and her eyes
undeviatingly meeting his, she had the beauty of a war-goddess. "But
when ye hain't got no matter of need, don't come."
Jerry had no intention of being lightly repulsed. His purpose of
courtship had become his governing law but he had learned much of this
Amazonian woman and had set himself, not to an easy conquest, but to a
hard campaign. The man who, merely to be near one woman, sells a river
bottom farm that he had nursed into something like prosperity and who
takes on rocky acres in its stead, has shown, by his works, the
determination of his spirit.
Now, the humorous eyes riffled with a quiet amusement.


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