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HELENE began to believe the long nightmare of the canoe trip would never end. Forced to lie on the floor of the boat, cramped by her bonds, barely protected from the burning sun, she was worn and exhausted. The harsh Basru paid her scant attention except to see she was well fed, and that she did not want for water.
The red haired girl, consumed with her burning sorrow, gave little notice to the rising spirits exhibited by her abductors one morning, and the renewed energy with which they began to ply their paddles. Had she been interested, she would have known the men were nearing home. The war canoe had left the broad river and sped up one of its tributaries. By midday the canoe fought through a long, turbulent stretch of rapids to glide out upon a vast, blue lake.