? ? ? ? Oh, if it were but the same man who had borne her so swiftly through the tangled verdure on that other day! but that was impossible! Yet who else in all the world was there with the strength and agility to do what this man was now doing?
? ? ? ? She stole a sudden glance at the face close to hers, and then she gave a little frightened gasp. It was he!
? ? ? ? "My forest man!" she murmured, "No, I must be delerious!"
? ? ? ? "Yes, your man, Jane Porter. Your savage, primeval man come out of the jungle to claim his mate--the woman who ran away from him," he added almost fiercely.
? ? ? ? "I did not run away," she whispered. "I would only consent to leave when they had waited a week for you to return."
? ? ? ? They had come to a point beyond the fire now, and he had turned back to the clearing.
? ? ? ? Side by side they were walking toward the cottage. The wind had changed once more and the fire was burning back upon itself--another hour like that and it would be burned out.
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