| Page | "Come, Phil," she cried, "come, crown me Queen of May here in April!" | Frontispiece | "Baronet, I think we are marching straight into Hell's jaws" | 158 | Every movement of ours had been watched by Indian scouts | 244 | Like the passing of a hurricane, horses, mules, men, all dashed toward the place | 288 | They came slowly toward us, the two captive women for whom we waited | 394 |
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