CHAPTER XIII.
A DIVINITY SHAPES It was pitch dark when he awoke.
"By heaven, it was a dream, after all," he murmured.

"Well, thank God for that.

She isn't in this damnable hole.

And," with a quickening of the blood, "she hasn't said she was going to marry Vos Engo." The sound of light breathing came to his ears.

He sat up.