Then she stopped and put him down on his feet, holding to the end of the caribou-skin thong that was tied about his neck.

She was prepared for any lunge he might make to escape.

She expected that he would make an attempt, and for a few moments she watched him closely, while Baree, with his feet on earth once more, looked about him.

And then the Willow spoke to him softly.
"You are not going to run away, Baree.

Non, you are going to stay with me, and we will kill that man-beast if he dares do to me again what he did back there." She flung back the loose hair from about her flushed face, and for a moment she forgot Baree as she thought of that half-minute at the edge of the chasm.