Excerpt from The Wild Huntress, Vol. 3 of 3 But not with her - that strange being with Whom chance had brought me into such close companionship. For her I had no love yearnings. Even under the entwining of that beautiful arm, my sense was as cold, as if I had been in the embrace of a statue. My thoughts were not there. My captive comrades were uppermost in my mind. Her promise had given me hope that they might yet be rescued. How? And by whom? Whither were we going? And whose was the powerful hand from which help was to come? I would have asked; but our rapid move ment precluded all chance of conversation. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.