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Chapter XXVIII. An Unfortunate Lily Maid

           Annedidnotknowthis,butitdidnottakeherlongtorealizethatshewasinadangerousplight.Atthisratetheflatwouldfillandsinklongbeforeitcoulddrifttothelowerheadland.Whereweretheoars?Leftbehindatthelanding!

           Annegaveonegaspinglittlescreamwhichnobodyeverheard;shewaswhitetothelips,butshedidnotloseherself-possession.Therewasonechance—justone.

           “Iwashorriblyfrightened,”shetoldMrs.Allanthenextday,“anditseemedlikeyearswhiletheflatwasdriftingdowntothebridgeandthewaterrisinginiteverymoment.Iprayed,Mrs.Allan,mostearnestly,butIdidn’tshutmyeyestopray,forIknewtheonlywayGodcouldsavemewastolettheflatfloatcloseenoughtooneofthebridgepilesformetoclimbuponit.Youknowthepilesarejustoldtreetrunksandtherearelotsofknotsandoldbranchstubsonthem.Itwaspropertopray,butIhadtodomypartbywatchingoutandrightwellIknewit.Ijustsaid,‘DearGod,pleasetaketheflatclosetoapileandI’lldotherest,’overandoveragain.Undersuchcircumstancesyoudon’tthinkmuchaboutmakingafloweryprayer.Butminewasanswered,fortheflatbumpedrightintoapileforaminuteandIflungthescarfandtheshawlovermyshoulderandscrambleduponabigprovidentialstub.AndthereIwas,Mrs.Allan,clingingtothatslipperyoldpilewithnowayofgettingupordown.Itwasaveryunromanticposition,butIdidn’tthinkaboutthatatthetime.Youdon’tthinkmuchaboutromancewhenyouhavejustescapedfromawaterygrave.

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