[Oonomoo the Huron by Edward S. Ellis]@TWC D-Link bookOonomoo the Huron CHAPTER VIII 16/20
As she observed that he was steadily approaching, she halted and was debating whether or not to dart off in the woods, and depend upon herself for safety, when Hans spoke: "Dat you, Oonomoo ?" "Yeh--'tis me." The quick eye of the Huron had caught a glimpse of the girl behind the Dutchman, and he now came up and addressed her: "Is my friend 'fraid ?" "No, no; thank Heaven! is that you, my good, kind Oonomoo ?" asked the girl, reeling forward, until sustained by the gentle grasp of the Indian. "Yeh--me take care of you.
Here somebody else--t'ink he know how better--guess like him, too." She caught a glimpse of another form as the savage spoke in his jesting manner.
She needed nothing more to assure her of its identity.
Lieutenant Canfield came forward, and placing one arm around her waist, and drawing her fervently to him, he said: "Oh! my _dear_ Mary, I am so glad to see you again.
Are you unharmed ?" "Not a hair of my head has been injured.
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