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The Devil’s Own

CHAPTER XI
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You--you are not deceiving me ?" "No; you must trust my word.

This is unfortunate, but neither of us could venture back now.

There is a pledge between us." She stood silent and I strove by peering about to discover some marks of guidance, only to learn the uselessness of the effort.

Even a slight advance brought no result, and it was with some difficulty I even succeeded in locating her again in the darkness--indeed, only the sound of her voice made me aware of her immediate presence.
"The negro's boat is some distance away, is it not ?" "Four miles, over the worst road I ever traveled." A sudden remembrance swept into my mind, bringing with it inspiration.
"Have you ever visited the mouth of Saunder's Creek?
You have! How far away is that from here ?" "Not more than half a mile, it enters the river just below the Landing." "And, if I understood you rightly," I urged, eagerly, "you said that these fellows left their keel-boat there; that it had been rigged up to run by steam, and had no guard aboard except the engineer; you are sure of this ?" "That was what the man who talked to me first said--the deputy sheriff.
He boasted that they had the only keel-boat on the river equipped with an engine and had come up from St.Louis in two hours.

The Sheriff had it fitted up to carry him back and forth between river towns.


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