Bernardo's Revenge

By Zane Grey

Zane Grey (January 31, 1872 - October 23, 1939) was an American author best known for his popular adventure novels and stories that presented an idealized image of the American frontier, including the novel Riders of the Purple Sage, his bes selling book. This is one of his stories.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Start Publishing LLC
• Release date: Mar 27, 2014
• ISBN: 9781609775827

Zane Grey

American author (Pearl Zane Grey) is best known as a pioneer of the Western literary genre, which idealized the Western frontier and the men and women who settled the region. Following in his father’s footsteps, Grey studied dentistry while on a baseball scholarship to the University of Pennsylvania. Grey’s athletic talent led to a short career in the American minor league before he established his dentistry practice. As an outlet to the tedium of dentistry, Grey turned to writing, and finally abandoned his dental practice to write full time. Over the course of his career Grey penned more than ninety books, including the best-selling Riders of the Purple Sage. Many of Grey’s novels were adapted for film and television. He died in 1939.

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BERNARDO’S REVENGE

BY ZANE GREY

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Yes, I've a power over animals. Look at Tigre there! But the old women in Micas say I've found one wild thing I'll never tame.

And that, señor? asked Muella.

My young and pretty wife.

She tossed her small head, so that her black curls rippled in the sunlight, and the silver rings danced in her ears.

Bernardo, I'm not a parrot to have my tongue slit, or a monkey to be taught tricks, or a jungle cat to be trained. I'm a woman, and--

Yes--and I am old, he interrupted bitterly. Look Muella--there on the Micas trail!

It's only Augustine, your vaquero.

Watch him! replied Bernardo.

Muella watched the lithe figure of a man striding swiftly along the trail. He was not going to drive cattle up to the corrals, for in that case he would have been riding a horse. He was not going toward the huts of the other herders. He faced the jungle into which ran the Micas trail.

Surely he could not be on his way to Micas! The afternoon was far advanced and the village many miles away. No