I hope he's not dead, for I would rather that he were tried for his crimes." It was some time before Kate Ellison opened her eyes.

For a moment she looked vaguely round; then, as her eyes fell upon Reuben's face, she uttered a little cry, and raised herself into a sitting position.
"What is it, Captain Whitney?
Are you badly hurt ?" "Thank God you have recovered, Miss Ellison.

You began to frighten me horribly.

I was afraid you were seriously injured.
"Do not look so alarmed.

I can assure you I am not much hurt; only a flesh wound, I fancy, in the cheek, and a broken collarbone." "And you have saved me again, Captain Whitney ?" "Yes, thank God I have had that good fortune," Reuben said quietly; "and this time for good, for Tom Thorne will never molest you again." "But can't I do something?
Your face is bleeding dreadfully.