Even the one light seemed turned low.
As they advanced toward it a great shadow grew out of the gloom; and then, all at once, it seemed as if a curtain of the forest had been drawn aside, and away beyond the looming shadow Philip saw the glow of a camp-fire.

From that distant fire there came the challenging howl of a dog, and instantly it was taken up by a score of fierce tongues about them.

As Josephine's voice rose to quell the disturbance the light in the window grew suddenly brighter, and then a door opened and in it stood the figures of a man and woman.

The man was standing behind the woman, looking over her shoulder, and for one moment Philip caught the flash of the lamp-glow on the barrel of a rifle.
Josephine paused.
"You will forgive me if I ask you to let me go on alone, and you follow with Jean ?" she whispered.

"I will try and see you again to-night, when I have dressed myself, and I am in better condition to show you hospitality." Jean was so close that he overheard her.