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You're sick You're like a poisoned pup I say if you've got nerve

you won't quit You'll take a run for your old There are other woht I would quit for a woone to hell--out here on this borderIf

you've got nerve, show ster

Spit out the poisonTell it before us all!Soirl!" replied Cleve, hoarsely, as if goaded

"It's too late to go back?"

"Too late!"

"There's nothing left but wild life that et!" he panted

Cleve was in a torture of memory, of despair, of weakness Joan saw

how Kells worked upon Jis He was only a hopeless,

passionate boy in the hands of a strong, implacable man He would be

like wax to a sculptor's touch Jih his very tenacity of love and , and to criot to her feet, and with all her wo her she stood ready to esture of savage violence "Show your nerve!Join

with me!You'll et!"