The strain
of it was in Celie's eyes. The flower-like flush of her first
exertion was gone from her face. It was pale and a little haggard,
and in Philip's face she saw the beginning of the things which she
did not realize was betraying itself so plainly in her own. She
put her hands up to his cheeks, and smiled. It was tremendous--
that moment;--her courage, her splendid pride in him, her manner
of telling him that she was not afraid as her little hands lay
against his face. For the first time he gave way to his desire to
hold her close to him, and kiss the sweet mouth she held up to his
as her head nestled on his breast.
After a moment or two he looked at his watch. Since striking the
strange trail they had traveled forty minutes. In that tine they
had covered at least three miles, and were a good four miles from
the scene of the fight. It was a big start. The Eskimos were
undoubtedly a half that distance behind them, and the stranger
whom they were following could not be far ahead.
They went on at a walk.
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