Darrell stood erect in the bark, with his drawn sword in hand, prepared to repel the attack of his assailants, who, in their turn, seemed to await with impatience the moment which should deliver him into their power. Not so bad. She put down the sketch-books and apparatus she had brought with her, pulled out her stool, and sat down. "Jack!" she cried, raising her head. The ledge, along which he crawled, was about a foot wide. " "En-shad-ay. Sheppard now directed her steps. I've been hunting for this particular job for a thousand years!" She smiled a little sadly over this fine enthusiasm; for in her wisdom she had a clear perception where it would eventually end—in the veranda chair. "There!" she cried, laughing, "that'll teach you to lay hands upon me again.
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