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And Joan, luckily, had not observed him, her head being bowed and her eyes tightly closed while her father prayed. "The girl has a vivid imagination indeed," I thought, half laughing, as I lit the lanterns, "if her thoughts can put a glamour upon mine in this way"; and yet somehow, when we said good night, I took occasion to give her a few vigorous words of encouragement, and went to her tent to make sure I could find it quickly in the night in case anything happened. JOAN LUCKILY HAD NOT OBSERVED HIM HER HEAD BEING BOWED AND HER EYES TIGHTLY CLOSED WHILE HER FATHER PRAYED THE GIRL HAS A VIVID IMAGINATION INDEED I THOUGHT HALF LAUGHING AS I LIT THE LANTERNS IF HER THOUGHTS CAN PUT A GLAMOUR UPON MINE IN THIS WAY AND YET SOMEHOW WHEN WE SAID GOOD NIGHT I TOOK OCCASION TO GIVE HER A FEW VIGOROUS WORDS OF ENCOURAGEMENT AND WENT TO HER TENT TO MAKE SURE I COULD FIND IT QUICKLY IN THE NIGHT IN CASE ANYTHING HAPPENED
anking Heaven for our safe arrival, begging for good weather, no illness or accidents, plenty of fish, and strong sailing winds. And then, unexpectedly—no one knew why exactly—he ended up with an abrupt request that nothing from the kingdom of darkness should be allowed to afflict our peace, and no evil thing come near to disturb us in the night-time. And while he uttered these last surprising words, so strangely unlike his usual ending, it chanced that I looked up and let my eyes wander round the group assembled about the dying fire. And it certainly seemed to me that Sangree's face underwent a sudden and visible alteration. He was staring at Joan, and as he stared the change ran over it like a shadow and was gone. I started in spite of myself, for something oddly concentrated, potent, collected, had come into the expression usually so scattered and feeble. But it was all swift as a passing meteor, and when I looked a second time his face was normal and he was looking among the trees. BLE PRAYER THANKING HEAVEN FOR OUR SAFE OR SAFE ARRIVAL BEGGING FOR GOOD WEATHER NO ILLNESS OR ACCIDENTS PLENTY OF FISH AND STRONG SAILING WINDS AND THEN UNEXPECTEDLY NO ONE KNEW EXACTLY WHY HE ENDED UP WITH AN ABRUPT REQUEST THAT NOTHING FROM THE KINGDOM OF DARKNESS SHOULD BE ALLOWED TO AFFLICT OUR PEACE AND NO EVIL THING COME NEAR TO DISTURB US IN THE NIGHT TIME AND WHILE HE UTTERED THESE LAST SURPRISING WORDS SO STRANGELY UNLIKE HIS USUAL ENDING IT CHANCED THAT I LOOKED UP AND LET MY EYES WANDER ROUND THE GROUP ASSEMBLED ABOUT THE DYING FIRE AND IT CERTAINLY SEEMED TO ME THAT SANGREE'S FACE UNDERWENT A SUDDEN AND VISIBLE ALTERATION HE WAS STARING AT JOAN AND AS HE STARED THE CHANGE RAN OVER IT LIKE A SHADOW AND WAS GONE I STARTED IN SPITE OF MYSELF FOR SOMETHING ODDLY CONCENTRATED POTENT COLLECTED HAD COME INTO THE EXPRESSION USUALLY SO SCATTERED AND FEEBLE BUT IT WAS ALL SWIFT AS A PASSING METEOR AND WHEN I LOOKED A SECOND TIME HIS FACE WAS NORMAL AND HE WAS LOOKING AMONG THE TREES
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