“Never!”
“Oh, but he shall! What can you do?”
“I can fight to protect him.”
“Little good that will do! You are nothing but a girl, and we are five men.”
“No, you are not men! You are cowards—all of you!”
Frank admired the girl then. He strained at his bonds trying to free his hands, but in vain.
“Jump her, Joe!” snarled Sam Hooker. “She won’t hit you.”
“I will!” she cried—“I swear I will! Don’t try to put a hand on me, Joe Hooker! If you do, I’ll stretch you on the floor!”
Of a sudden Joe attempted another tack.
“Oh, come, Daisy,” he said, coaxingly, “don’t be foolish! You can’t save him! Put down that bat and we will talk it over.”