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At length I made out a dark mass rising above the ground, which I hoped was the commencement of the forest bordering the river; and in a short time I reached the trunk of a large tree, which stood out at some distance from the others, when, unable longer to endure the pain of walking, I sank down at its base. It was just the sort of place in which I knew Selim would search for me.
"Oh, Frank, I'm so happy!" murmured Bert, as he fell back on his pillow, for the stress of emotion had told hard upon him in his weak state, and he felt exhausted. He lay there quietly with his eyes closed for a while, and then sank into a gentle slumber, and before he awoke again Mrs. Lloyd had come into the room so that their conversation could not be resumed before Frank went away.
The sun sank beneath the western horizon; the moon cast her silvery sheen over the weary world; the twinkling stars appeared in the jewelled diadem of night; and the silence of evening settled over mountain and lake and swaying tree, while the two who had dared all things for the sake of this one day, looked into each other's eyes now with a sudden realization of the end.
The worthy man drew back, pierced his own breast with his sword, and sank dying at his master's feet; but Antony, exclaiming that Eros's example had taught him his duty, thrust the short sword into his breast with his own hand. Yet deep and severe as was the wound, it did not destroy the tremendous vitality of the gigantic Roman.
He, on the other hand, laid his head on his pillow with a sense of dreamy happiness, and sank at once into sleep, murmuring, "The darling! how she does love me! She shall never regret it, never. We can have a great deal of happiness together as it is; and if the time ever should come," ... Here his thoughts halted, and refused to be clothed in explicit phrase.
I sank into my arm-chair with a great sigh of relief, for I felt that, for me at least, the worst was over. I had faced the infuriated father, and I might now face anybody with the consciousness of power. I always feel conscious of great power when danger is past. Once more I lit my cigar, and stretched myself out to take some rest.
But hark! I heard some one in the hall softly slip a key in the lock of my door, and turn it with a creaking sound. The next moment a very odd figure came into the room. 'Twas a little old woman, and as she glided toward me I sank back on the couch quivering with terror! On, on, she came, and lightly touched my forehead.
Its gargoyle head came close and closer. Dennis sprang sideways along its length, lifted the pointed bar he held, and dashed it down on what looked to him a vital spot the unbelievably slender trunk that held its spatulate abdomen to its armored chest. There was a crack as the bar smashed down on the weak point. The monster sank quivering to the ground.
"If you'll give me just a little while then perhaps perhaps I may go with you. Even if something had happened there you could do nothing alone. I, too, am afraid now. Just half an hour fifteen minutes! Perhaps I may be able to find a plan." Suddenly she sank down on the stairs, with her face in her hands. He caressed her hair tenderly, then raised her to her feet.
"Yes, thanks be to God, and to your prompt assistance, she is none the worse save the fright and a wetting." Miles sank back on his pillows with a feeling of profound satisfaction. "Now, you must try to sleep if you can," said the clergyman; "it will do you good." But Miles did not want anything to do him good.
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