But hit
ain't a-goin' ter do you no good; hit sure ain't. I done told him. I
sure warned him what'd happen if he let you come back. I heard you-all
a-talkin' yesterday evenin' all 'bout his book an' what a great man that
there publisher-feller back East 'lows he's goin' ter be. An' I kin see,
now, that you-all has knowed hit from the start, an' that's why you-all
been a-fixin' ter git him away from me. I done studied hit all out last
night; but I sure ain't a-goin' ter let you do hit."
As she finished, the mountain girl, who had worked herself into a frenzy
of rage, moved stealthily toward Betty Jo, and her face, with those
blazing black eyes, and its frame of black unkempt hair, and its
expression of insane fury, was the face of a fiend.
Betty Jo drew back, frightened at the poor creature's wild and
threatening appearance.
"Judy!" she said sharply. "Judy! What do you mean!"
With a snarling grin of malicious triumph, Judy cried: "Scared, ain't
you! You sure got reason ter be, 'cause there ain't nothin' kin stop me
now. Know what I'm a-goin' ter do? I'm a-goin' ter put you-all in the
river, just like I told him, an' old Elbow Rock is a-goin' ter make
you-all broken an' twisted an' ugly like what my pap made me. Oh, hit'll
sure fix that there fine slim body of your'n, an' that there pretty face
what he likes ter look at so, an' them fine clothes'll be all wet an'
mussed an' torn off you.
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