Once over yonder we shall, at least, have time in which to think out the proper course, to plan what shall be best to do.

In a way your danger is even more serious than mine.

I have not been seen--even Kirby had no glimpse of my face--and might never be identified with the death of this man.

But you will become a fugitive slave and could be hunted down anywhere this side of Canada." "Then being with me would add to your danger." "Whether it will or not counts nothing; I shall never let you go alone." She pressed the palms of both her hands against her forehead as though in a motion of utter bewilderment.
"Oh, I cannot seem to realize," she exclaimed.

"Everything is like a dream to me--impossible in its horror.