She saw marks in the dirt where he had been pacing. There lay upon this stand a book bound in limp black leather—the Holy Bible. In any event, I would not have let her escape me so easily. Apparently I’m not to exist yet. Of late, however, his plotting had assumed a more dark and dangerous complexion. She grasped at the right one, massaging where his grip had been and Gerald hoped he had not bruised her. It hadn’t even been called Kentucky back then when the Shawnee still hunted deer over mossy hills and the smoke from their fires could still inspire terror.
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