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“
Of
course
you
will
,
if
you
make
up
your
mind
to
do
it
,
”
said
the
Angel
.
“
But
if
you
are
determined
you
won
’
t
,
and
set
yourself
to
breathing
deep
and
strong
,
and
hang
on
to
me
tight
,
I
can
get
you
out
.
Really
you
must
,
Freckles
,
no
matter
how
it
hurts
,
for
you
did
this
for
me
,
and
now
I
must
save
you
,
so
you
might
as
well
promise
.
”
She
bent
over
him
,
trying
to
smile
encouragement
with
her
fear
-
stiffened
lips
.
“
You
will
promise
,
Freckles
?
”
Big
drops
of
cold
sweat
ran
together
on
Freckles
’
temples
.
“
Angel
,
darlin
’
Angel
,
”
he
pleaded
,
taking
her
hand
in
his
.
“
You
ain
’
t
understanding
,
and
I
can
’
t
for
the
life
of
me
be
telling
you
,
but
indade
,
it
’
s
best
to
be
letting
me
go
.
This
is
my
chance
.
Please
say
good
-
bye
,
and
let
me
slip
off
quick
!
”
He
appealed
to
McLean
.
“
Dear
Boss
,
you
know
!
You
be
telling
her
that
,
for
me
,
living
is
far
worse
pain
than
dying
.
Tell
her
you
know
death
is
the
best
thing
that
could
ever
be
happening
to
me
!
”
“
Merciful
Heaven
!
”
burst
in
the
Angel
.
“
I
can
’
t
endure
this
delay
!
”
She
caught
Freckles
’
hand
to
her
breast
,
and
bending
over
him
,
looked
deeply
into
his
stricken
eyes
.
