She seized
Allen's arm, and drew him back from the opening.
"Allen, if you go in there, I'm going, too," she cried, her eyes
blazing. "Do you suppose I'm going to stand here, and see you get eaten
up by a--a----"
"A what?" said Allen, putting his hands on her shoulders and laughing
down at her.
"Well, whatever there is in the cave," she finished lamely. "Anyway, I'm
going in with you."
"Betty, do be reasonable," he pleaded, but she flared up at that.
"Do you know, Allen, there is nothing a girl hates more than to have a
boy ask her to be reasonable, when she knows she is? Anyway," her voice
lowered and she pleaded her turn. "Anyway, it's lots worse to see
anybody get hurt, anybody that you like, that is, than it is to get hurt
yourself."
"You little soldier," Allen murmured. "But can't you see, Betty, that I
am here to protect you from danger if there is any--not let you run
right into it?"
"Then there is no reason why you should, either," she said obstinately.
"Will it make you feel any better if we get the others?" Allen asked,
just a little exasperated, for he liked mysteries and hated to leave
them unsolved.
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