"GREY, Zane - Light Of The Western Stars" - читать интересную книгу автора (Grey Zane)her will was clamped by panic, she spoke the word.
"And now, lady--so we can finish this properly--what's your name?" Still obeying mechanically, she told him. He stared for a while, as if the name had awakened associations in a mind somewhat befogged. He leaned back unsteadily. Madeline heard the expulsion of his breath, a kind of hard puff, not unusual in drunken men. "What name?" he demanded. "Madeline Hammond. I am Alfred Hammond's sister." He put his hand up and brushed at an imaginary something before his eyes. Then he loomed over her, and that hand, now shaking a little, reached out for her veil. Before he could touch it, however, she swept it back, revealing her face. "You're--not--Majesty Hammond?" How strange--stranger than anything that had ever happened to her before--was it to hear that name on the lips of this cowboy! It nearest and dearest to her had the privilege of using it. And now it revived her dulled faculties, and by an effort she regained control of herself. "You are Majesty Hammond," he replied; and this time he affirmed wonderingly rather than questioned. Madeline rose and faced him. "Yes, I am." He slammed his gun back into its holster. "Well, I reckon we won't go on with it, then." "With what, sir? And why did you force me to say Si to this priest?" "I reckon that was a way I took to show him you'd be willing to get married." "Oh! . . . You--you! . . ." Words failed her. This appeared to galvanize the cowboy into action. He grasped the |
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