[The Devil’s Own by Randall Parrish]@TWC D-Link bookThe Devil’s Own CHAPTER XIII 2/22
She did not remove her hand from beneath mine, nor, indeed, give the slightest evidence that she was even aware of my action.
By this time the eastern shore became dimly defined through the black mist, and the downward sweep of the current no longer struck in force against our bow. "Wus Ah ter turn nor', sah ?" asked the negro, suddenly. "Yes, up-stream, but keep in as close to the shore as you think safe. There is no settlement along this bank, is there ?" "No, sah; dar's jus' one cabin, 'bout a mile up-stream, but dar ain't nobody livin' thar now.
Whar yer all aim fer ter go ?" I hesitated an instant before I answered, yet, almost as quickly, decided that the whole truth would probably serve us best.
The man already had one reason to use his best endeavors; now I would bring before him a second. "Just as far up the river before daylight as possible, Sam.
Then I hope to uncover some hiding place where we can lie concealed until it is dark again.
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