"She was not mistaken. In a few moments we were standing once more
before a comfortable fire hastily built by the worthy couple whose
slumbers we had thus interrupted. As I began to realize the sweetness
of conscious safety, all that this young, heroic creature had done for
me swept warmly across my mind. Looking up from the fire that was
beginning to infuse its heat through my grateful system, I surveyed
her as she slowly undid her long braids and shook them dry over the
blaze, and almost started to see how young she was. Not more than
sixteen I should say, and yet what an invincible will shone from her
dark eyes and dignified her slender form; a will gentle as it was
strong, elevated as it was unbending. I bowed my head as I watched
her, in grateful thankfulness which I presently put into words.
"At once she drew herself erect. 'I did but my duty,' said she
quietly. 'I am glad I was prospered in it.' Then slowly. 'If you are
grateful, sir, will you promise to say nothing of--of what took place
at the inn?'
"Instantly I remembered a suspicion which had crossed my mind while
there, and my hand went involuntarily to my vest pocket. The roll of
bills was gone.
"She did not falter. 'I would be relieved if you would,' continued
she.
"I drew out my empty hand, looked at it, but said nothing.
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