A workman's bench lay on its side in the middle of the earthen floor.
He righted it and drew it over to the boarding.... She laid her head
against his shoulder and sighed deeply.... He kept his eyes glued on
the door and listened for the first ominous sound outside. A long time
afterward she stirred.
"Don't move," he said softly. "Go to sleep again if you can. I will--"
"Sleep? I haven't been asleep. I've been thinking all the time, Mr.
Barnes. I've been wondering how I can ever repay you for all the pain,
and trouble, and--"
"I am paid in full up to date," he said. "I take my pay as I go and am
satisfied." He did not give her time to puzzle it out, but went on
hurriedly: "You were so still I thought you were asleep."
"As if I could go to sleep with so many things to keep me awake!" She
shivered.
"Are you cold? You are wet--"
"It was the excitement, the nervousness, Mr. Barnes," she said,
drawing slightly away from him. He reconsidered the disposition of his
arm. "Isn't it nearly daybreak?"
He looked at his watch. "Three o'clock," he said, and turned the light
upon her face. "God, you are--" He checked the riotous words that were
driven to his lips by the glimpse of her lovely face.
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