That Girl of Johnson's — page 83: what you’re looking at

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12 Kees Bangs THAT GIRL OF JOHNSON "S. A's self, thereby doubtless saving himself, for the ledge saeld stand little motion.” He did not add that Johnson had broken both of his legs in the fall, and doubtless received internal injuries that must prove serious if not fatal. Dolores’ eyes were on his, and he could not tell the whole of what might come. He crossed to her side and bent over her a moment, his eyes growing dark with sudden emotion. “Dolores,” he said, with swift intensity of voice, as he laid his hand on her firm, round arm, ‘‘do you know that you have saved his life?” | Apparently she did not heed; her eyes were on his, and her face, lifted to him under the bending NO did not change in its expression of wonder. ‘“Wes ready fer him,” Lodie interrupted, slowly. His face was immovable in its stolidity. When they had placed Johnson on the litter as comfort- ably as possible, Lodie offered his coat to Dolores in a short word or two and no change on his face, but the girl shook her head without speaking, though she gave him one of her rare smiles, and walked steadily down the path tangled in the treacherous bushes, half hidden in mist and rain, with Green at her side buried in thought, though his hand was ready to reach out for her assistance whenever it was needed and his face was almost sweet with a new touch upon it. (E(@) mn ( eye (@) ‘Ss (El @)