He put on his service cap, tightened his belt, and touched her gently on the arm.
"Do you know where your husband is confined ?" he asked.

"I will take you there, and you may remain with him to-night." She brightened instantly.

"Yes," she said.
"Come!" They passed through the door, closing it carefully behind them, and the woman led the way to a dark, windowless building a hundred yards from the dead chief's headquarters.
"This is the camp prison," she whispered.
A man clad in a great bear-skin coat was on guard at the door.

In the moonlight he recognized Philip's uniform.
"Here are orders from the inspector," said Philip, holding out MacGregor's letter.

"I am to have charge of the prisoner.