The Pirate Woman by A E Dingle Chapter 9 Page 14

hard; her round, strong chin set stubbornly, and she whispered intensely: “Pah! Cattle! They shall not alter my will to seek my rightful place in the world of the white man! What avails it that in my veins runs my mother’s noble blood, the red chief’s fiery courage, if this nest of soulless brutes is to witness my life and my end? Among those three white men is one who shall release me. They — ah, they are of a whiter, cleaner mold! Theirs is the blood that matches mine! Let them show me which is the stronger. He shall mate with me, and I will make him a king indeed, even in his own land.”

Dolores stepped back panting. Then she controlled herself and began to put on garment after garment, jewel after jewel, all of superlative magnificence. Every moment she glided to the great mirror; as often