Sam Spur 2: Man in the Saddle. Sam Spur Western, #2

Par : Matt Chisholm
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  • FormatePub
  • ISBN978-1-311-03112-9
  • EAN9781311031129
  • Date de parution27/11/2014
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  • Infos supplémentairesepub
  • ÉditeurJPCA

Résumé

Two braves came up to Spur and ripped the remains of his shirt from his body. The sweat poured down him. Then the man wearing the buffalo horns turned and faced him. In his hands he held a hot iron. He was still smiling. He capered a little, dancing nearer and nearer to Spur, hopping on alternate feet, crooning a gentle song. When he was close to Spur he held the iron near his eyes. The white man dropped his lids against the heat and his heart pounded in his breast like a drum.
It's going to be damned hard, he thought, to show these boys how a man can die .
Two braves came up to Spur and ripped the remains of his shirt from his body. The sweat poured down him. Then the man wearing the buffalo horns turned and faced him. In his hands he held a hot iron. He was still smiling. He capered a little, dancing nearer and nearer to Spur, hopping on alternate feet, crooning a gentle song. When he was close to Spur he held the iron near his eyes. The white man dropped his lids against the heat and his heart pounded in his breast like a drum.
It's going to be damned hard, he thought, to show these boys how a man can die .