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A fear of i to prevent yielding to the deue I realized the desperation of our position, feeling no doubt regarding our ultis, as well as within those vengeful, scowling faces, yet so dulled was every physical sense froh much already described like a ht, broken by nervous, superstitious terrors, the anxious effort to escape from the haunted canyon, the hurried labor on our rude defences, the two fierce coerous yet weakeningand the difficult climb up the cliff, combined to exhaust my vitality so completely that, the moment we halted within the sacred precincts of this teth upon the floor I rehts I retain so softly onme, yet if I made response, it must have been in the unconsciousness of sleep, as these faint re I lay thus, close against the north wall of the building in that very posture in which I had first fallen It must have been after hours of unconsciousness I was at last partially aroused by the reviving touch of cool water hichbathed As I slowly unclosedin the centre of the roo weird, dancing shadows along the black walls, its red radiance falling upon the face bending aboveme to look into the dark, troubled eyes of Eloise de Noyan

"There is no necessity forof moes brought us food"

"Have you been watching over me all this time without rest?"

"Nay; at least no more over you than the others," she answered with a sreatest stress The others have been some time awake and have partaken of food while you remained in stupor Do not look at me like that! I am not tired; I was borne all the way upon a litter, never once placing foot upon the ground"

"Have you knowledge as to the hour?"

"Only that it ht"