"You promise that ?" The Missioner's arms closed about her, and he bowed his face against her lips and cheek.
"I pray God that it may be so," he said.
Nada's arms tightened convulsively, and in that moment there came a warning growl from outside the cabin door.
"Peter!" she cried.
In another moment Father John had extinguished the light.
"Go, my children," he commanded.

"You must be quick.

Twenty paces below the pool is a canoe.

I had one of my Indians leave it there yesterday, and it is ready.

Roger--Nada--" He groped out, and the hands of the three met in the darkness.
"God bless you--both! And go south--always south.