vf3-11 His blood grew hot with rage at the thought
vf3-12 He went down in midstream, searching the shadows of both shores
vf3-13 For a full minute he crouched and listened
vf3-14 He had barely entered this when he saw the glow of a fire
vf3-16 Perhaps she had already met her fate a little deeper in the forest
vf3-18 Shall I carry you
vf3-20 You must sleep, he urged
vf3-21 You, you would not keep the truth from me
vf3-22 He will follow us soon
vf3-23 But there came no promise from the bow of the canoe
vf3-24 She was sleeping under his protection as sweetly as a child
vf3-25 Only, it is so wonderful, so almost impossible to believe
vf3-26 The emotion which she had suppressed burst forth now in a choking sob
vf3-27 If you only could know how I thank you
vf3-28 He waded into the edge of the water and began scrubbing himself
