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Truxton King

CHAPTER XII
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She began to breathe easier; the light in her eyes grew brighter, more hopeful.
"We must escape," she said, as if it were all settled.
"It cannot be to-night," he gently informed her, a sickness attacking her heart.

"Don't you think you'd better try to get some sleep ?" He prevailed upon her to lie down, with his coat for a pillow.

In two minutes she was asleep.
For an hour or more he sat there, looking sorrowfully at the tired, sweet face, the utmost despair in his soul.

At last he stretched himself out on the floor, near the door, and as he went to sleep he prayed that Providence might open a way for him to prove that she was not depending on him in vain..


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