The Mountain Girl by Emma Payne Erskine Chapter 5 Page 31

“Oh, Frale! Hear to me!” she wailed.

“I’ll hear to you, ef you’ll hear to me. Seems like I’ve lost my fear now. I hain’t carin’ no more. Ef I should see the sheriff this minute, an’ he war a-puttin’ his rope round my neck right now, I wouldn’t care ‘thout one thing — jes’ one thing. I’d walk straight down to hell fer hit, — I reckon I hev done that, — but I’d walk till I drapped, an’ work till I died for hit.” He stood still a moment, and again she essayed to move his hands, but he only held her closer.

“Oh, hurry, Frale! I’m afraid. Oh, Frale, don’t!”

“Be ye ‘feared fer me, Cass?”