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He laid her down beside the
water, and bathed her face and hands. As he did so his quick eye caught
sight of a woman's handkerchief lying at the foot of the disrupted
root. Dropping Teresa's hand, he walked towards it, and with the toe of
his moccasin gave it one vigorous kick into the ooze at the overflow of
the spring. He turned to Teresa, but she evidently had not noticed the
act.
"Where are you?" she asked, with a smile.
Something in her movement struck him. He came towards her, and bending
down looked into her face.
"Teresa! Good God!--look at me! What has happened?"
She raised her eyes to his. There was a slight film across them; the
lids were blackened; the beautiful lashes gone forever!
"I see you a little now, I think," she said, with a smile, passing her
hands vaguely over his face. "It must have happened when he fainted,
and I had to drag him through the blazing brush; both my hands were
full, and I could not cover my eyes."
"Drag whom?" said Low, quickly.
"Why, Dunn."
"Dunn! He here?" said Low, hoarsely.


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