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WHEN Eben at last recovered his consciousness, he was lying on his own bed in the mill, with his mother and Jeduthun attending him. He felt very weak and confused, and almost thought he must be dreaming, till he heard Jeduthun say, emphatically, "Praise the Lord! He's coming to himself. " Then he roused himself a little more, and drank the contents of the glass which his mother held to his lips.
"What has happened? " said he, faintly. "Oh, I remember now. Did they get the money?"