They're worse than the little brown head-hunters of the Philippines when it comes to ambush, and if Bram hasn't got a spear through him this minute I'll never guess again!" He withdrew his hands from her face, still smiling at her as he talked.

The color was returning into her face.

Suddenly she made a movement as if to approach the window.

He detained her, and in the same moment there came a fierce and snarling outcry from the wolves in the corral.

Making Celie understand that she was to remain where he almost forcibly placed her near the table, Philip went again to the window.