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"
But
you
live
across
the
ravine
.
.
.
"
Yes
,
she
thought
,
but
I
won
’
t
walk
through
the
ravine
with
any
man
,
not
even
an
officer
.
How
do
I
know
who
the
Lonely
One
is
?
"
No
,
"
she
said
,
"
I
’
ll
hurry
.
"
"
I
’
ll
wait
right
here
,
"
he
said
.
"
If
you
need
any
help
,
give
a
yell
.
Voices
carry
good
here
.
I
’
ll
come
running
.
"
"
Thank
you
.
"
She
went
on
,
leaving
him
under
a
light
,
humming
to
himself
,
alone
.
Here
I
am
,
she
thought
.
The
ravine
.
She
stood
on
the
edge
of
the
one
hundred
and
thirteen
steps
that
went
down
the
steep
hill
and
then
across
the
bridge
seventy
yards
and
up
the
hills
leading
to
Park
Street
.
And
only
one
lantern
to
see
by
.
Three
minutes
from
now
,
she
thought
,
I
’
ll
be
putting
my
key
in
my
house
door
.
Nothing
can
happen
in
just
one
hundred
eighty
seconds
.
She
started
down
the
long
dark
-
green
steps
into
the
deep
ravine
.
"
One
,
two
,
three
,
four
,
five
,
six
,
seven
,
eight
,
nine
,
ten
steps
,
"
she
counted
in
a
whisper
.
