This is also the ragged edge of the world, too. “God in Heaven, Annabel!” he cried. The boat's sure to run foul o' the bridge; and if she 'scapes stavin' above, she'll be swamped to a sartainty below. Loneliness—something that was almost physical: as if the vitality had been taken out of the air she breathed. It hadn’t even been called Kentucky back then when the Shawnee still hunted deer over mossy hills and the smoke from their fires could still inspire terror. CHAPTER II. . But still she knew they were not right, and at times they became a horrible obsession as of something waiting for her round the corner.
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