The Scarlet Hussy, Part Ii

...“I need your help Adam,”she frantically said. “If no one will help, I soon will be dead. I know you barely know me, we’ve not even a lay But please here me out, let me have my say.” “McClors is a killer, he’ll kill us all soon To save myself, this is what I will do: If you will protect me from McClor’s mad rage You’ll have your fill of me, each and every day.” “I’ll cook and I’ll clean, I will keep you house, I’ll do anything that you’d get from a spouse. I’ll bear all your children, many or few, You don’t know the things I can do for you.” “It may not be the stuff born of dreams, But I’m not some dumb girl, young and naïve. Please protect me now and you’ll always find A welcoming woman to stand by your side.” Adam shook his head, and offered a frown, Saying,”You’re better off just fleeing town. You think I’m a hero, from the stories grand, But I tell you now, I am not that man.” “Some would say that I am no better then McClors For the things that’s I’ve done in the years before, On long months’ march in far southern climes, Where bloodshed and death a man’s soul did grind.” “And more years on the plains, dodging the blows And the arrows shot, by cunning, red foes. I have brought death to many…and fear That’s why I keep to myself way out here.” She said,”Whatever you’ve done, I understand. I come not looking for a perfect man. I offer no more than what you can see, The willingness of a mere Scarlett Hussy—” Just then the sounds of fast hooves arose, And horses flew in, out of a nearby grove. Jaocb McClors and three lackies did ride, And Adams he said,”My horse, get behind!”... CONCLUDES IN PART III.