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Chapter 17

           Itwasasif,andinspiteofallthis,shehadbeenabletoretreatintosomestill,silentplace,where,forthetimebeingatleast,noevilhumanillcouldreachher.Thenatlast,quitecalmlyclosingthebook,andrising,shewenton:

           "Now,wemustthinkoutwhattosayandwhotosendthattelegramtoImeantoClyde,ofcourseatthatplace,whereveritisBridgeburg,"sheadded,lookingatthepaper,andtheninterpolatingfromtheBible—"Byterriblethingsinrighteousnesswiltthouanswerus,OGod!""Or,maybe,thosetwolawyerstheirnamesarethere.I’mafraidtowireAsa’sbrotherforfearhe’llwirebacktohim."(Then:‘Thouartmybulwarkandmystrength.InTheewillItrust.’)"ButIsupposetheywouldgiveittohimifwesentitcareofthatjudgeorthoselawyers,don’tyouthink?Butitwouldbebetterifwecouldsendittohimdirect,Isuppose.(‘Heleadethmebythestillwaters.’)JustsaythatIhavereadabouthimandstillhavefaithandloveforhim,butheistotellmethetruthandwhattodo.Ifheneedsmoneywewillhavetoseewhatwecando,Isuppose.(‘Herestorethmysoul.’)"

           Andthen,despitehersuddenpeaceofthemoment,sheoncemorebeganwringingherlarge,roughhands."Oh,itcan’tbetrue.Oh,dear,no!Afterall,heismyson.Wealllovehimandhavefaith.Wemustsaythat.Godwilldeliverhim.Watchandpray.Havefaith.Underhiswingsshaltthoutrust

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