Every instant a deeper appreciation of
the immense effort she had made in his behalf overwhelmed Scoville,
and for a moment he lost all self-control. Snatching her to his
breast he whispered, "Oh, you little hero, you little saint, I wish
I could shield you with my life. I don't believe you half realize
what you have done for me, bravest, truest, sweetest--"
"Oh, hush," she pleaded, extricating herself from his arms. "Go,
PLEASE go at once, for my sake."
"Yes, my dear girl, I must go soon, more for your sake than mine.
With this horse and this start, I am safe. Oh, it's terribly hard to
leave you." Then he hooted low to recall Chunk. "Don't tremble so.
After all, it's best to wait a few moments to make sure there is no
pursuit. Thank God, after what you have done for me to-night you
will never forget me, you will always care for me. Again I see as
never before how true it is that a woman cares most for him whom
most she has tried to help. You have risked much for me; I give all
to you. Only death can keep me from seeking you and living for you
always.
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