By the Lord, to think of it! You
here! At the very gate of the Inferno! Well, one more kiss! Yes, it
is I, none other, and fit as a fiddle. Never got a scratch. There,
now; I really must see to the crew. We must be ready for the turn of
the tide."
CHAPTER XIX
WHEREIN THE KANSAS RESUMES HER VOYAGE
The events of the next hour were shadowy as the dawn to Elsie. She
knew that her lover placed men in each of the canoes, that the
life-boat itself was crowded, and that it began the seaward journey
after the others had started. She followed his explanation that if one
of the lighter craft got into difficulties at the Indian barrier, the
big, heavy boat would be able to extricate it. But she feared neither
Indians nor sea. Had Courtenay proposed to sail away into the Pacific
she would have listened with placid approval. She was by his side;
that sufficed. For the rest, they lived in the midst of adventures.
What did it matter if they were called on to run the gauntlet of one
more ambuscade--or a dozen, if it came to that?
But they sped out of the twilight into the morning glory of the open
bay, and never a savage hoot disturbed the echoes.
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