Zane Grey was a graduate of the University of Pennsylvania School of
Dentistry.  His dentistry might have been painless but his prose sure ain't.
TR

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"Maybe I do love him," said Jane. She felt both fear and anger stir her
heart. "I'd never thought of that. Poor fellow! he certainly needs some one
to love him."

"This'll be a bad day for Venters unless you deny that," returned Tull, grimly.

Tull's men appeared under the cottonwoods and led a young man out into the
lane. His ragged clothes were those of an outcast. But he stood tall and
straight, his wide shoulders flung back, with the muscles of his bound arms
rippling and a blue flame of defiance in the gaze he bent on Tull.

For the first time Jane Withersteen felt Venters' real spirit. She wondered
if she would love this splendid youth. Then her emotion cooled to the
sobering sense of the issue at stake.
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