The Girl from Hong-Kong: A Story of Adventure Under Five Suns — page 225: what you’re looking at

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THE GIRL FROM HONG- KONG. 219 ‘‘But I am not tired—indeed I am not,”’ cries Doris eagerly, though her sweet face looks wan enough in the sharp air of the ‘early dawn. Her enthusiasm and the desire to overtake the beloved parent who has gone before influence her, as Smolensko well-knows. At any rate it is not a question of weari- ness—common caution is what dictates their actions now. For them to attempt to travel in the daytime, those who are under the ban, would be madness—at least when still within gunshot of that grim pile of masonry across the river, in whose moldy dungeons so many of the Pole’s fellow-conspirators have been thrown. The door opens under Smoiensko’s magic knock, and the peasant makes them as comfortable in ‘a hidden cave as the conditions will permit. Doris never utters a word of complaint, but endeavors to appear cheerful under such unusual conditions, and between naps during the day she and. Terry find time to converse seriously upon many subjects. Thus they come to a better understanding, though of course Terry carefully avo&ls all reference to the pas- sionate adoration that fills his soul, since he does not believe it would be just right to take advantage of her necessities and her gratitude. “T must wait until all this passes by, and she is sur- rounded by those things to which she is accustomed. comicbooks.com