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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Spirit of the Border by Zane Grey: intends to take me as he has others, as he did poor Kate. did you not see the
meaning in his eyes to-day? How they scorched me! Ho! Jim, take me away! Save
me! Do not leave me here to that horrible fate? Oh! Jim, take me away!"
"Nell, I will take you," cried Jim, grasping her hands.
"Hurry! There's a blanket full of things I packed for you," said Heckewelder.
"Lose no time. Ah! hear that! My Heavens! what a yell!" Heckewelder rushed to
the door and looked out. "There they go, a black mob of imps; a pack of hungry
wolves! Jim Girty is in the lead. How he leaps! How he waves his sledge! He
leads the savages toward the church. Oh! it's the end!"
"Benny? Where's Benny?" cried Jim, hurriedly lacing the hunting coat he had
flung about him.
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