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The Trail of the Golden Horn
and can do more than I can. My father has a fine team of dogs which I know he will let me have. He will do anything for me when he knows that I am doing what is right. He likes Tim, and he will be glad to have the missionary come and pray for him. Will you go?”
“When?”
“To-night, before Bill starts. We must get ahead of him.”
For a few minutes Marion sat lost in deep thought. At length she arose, and seized the girl’s hands in hers.
“Yes, I shall go,” she firmly said. “I trust you, Zell, to lead the way, and may God help us both.”
