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throbbing bosoazed directly down into the white, unconscious

face Even as he looked her eyes unclosed, her body tre within

his ar terror in the expression of her

face "Miss Spencer--Phoebe--it is only I, Mr Wynkoop"

"You! Have those awful creatures gone?"

"Yes, yes; be caler I am here to protect you with my life if need be"

"Oh, Howard--Mr Wynkoop--it is all so strange, so bewildering; reat lesson

How could I have ever been so blind? I thought Mr Moffat and Mr

McNeil were such heroes, and yet now in this hour of desperate peril it

was you who flew gallantly to ht!"

And Mr Wynkoop gazed down into those grateful eyes, and modestly

confessed it true