Yet she did not retreat this time.

All the colour left her face, so that her eyes seemed amazingly blue and wide.

One foot drew back, tremblingly ready to spring to safety; yet she held her place.

She moved--and it was towards Black Bart.
At that came a snarl that would have made the heart of a lone grizzly quake and leave his new-found nuts.

One further pace she made--and the beast plunged up, and braced itself with its one strong fore leg.