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"It worried me all the time, and it troubled dad, too. I could

see that. We had hardly left you before I knew we had done wrong.

Dad did it for me, of course; but he felt mighty bad about it.

Somehow, I couldn't think of anything but you there, with all

those men shooting at you. Suppose you had waited too long before

surrendering! Suppose you had been killed for us!" She looked at

him, and felt a shiver run over her in the warm sunlight. "Night

before last I was worn out. I slept some, but I kept dreaming

they were killing you. Oh, you don't know how glad I was to get

word from Speed that you were alive." Her soft voice had the gift

of expressing feeling, and it was resonant with it now.

"I'm glad you were glad," he said quietly.