CHAPTER XXVIII
THE TRANSPORT STEAMS ON
OUT of the darkness came Garth's voice, very anxious and tender.
"Have they hurt you, Joan?"
"No; oh, no!" she said. "Dearest, what have they done to you?"
"Nothing. They tied my hands rather tight, but that's all. What did they do to you?"
Joan gave a sigh of relief that it was no more.
"They tied me hand and foot, round and round, to those eye-bolts," she said.
"I suppose they only tied up my hands because they knew I couldn't walk," Garth said. "Oh, Joan! Think of that ship coming down now! Trusting the Light, and it isn't there."
"I know," said Joan dully.
The realization of it all began to dawn on Garth.
"All full of soldiers!" he said. "Oh, it would be awful enough, if it were just a poor
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