[The Hidden Children by Robert W. Chambers]@TWC D-Link bookThe Hidden Children CHAPTER XVI 11/42
"Is there any spice in life to compare to a little dash o' danger ?" Whereat I smiled at her heartily, and said to Boyd: "We pass not outside our lines, of course." "Oh, no!" he answered carelessly.
Which left me still reluctant and unconvinced.
But he walked forward with Lana through the open forest, and I followed beside Lois; and, without any signal from me my Indians quietly glided out ahead, silently extending as flankers on either side. "Do you notice what they are about ?" said I sourly.
"Even here within whisper of the fort ?" "Are you not happy to see me, Euan ?" she cooed close to my ear. "Not here; inside that log curtain yonder." "But there is a dragon yonder," she whispered, with mischief adorable in her sparkling eyes; then slipped hastily beyond my reach, saying: "Oh, Euan! Forget not our vows, but let our conduct remain seemly still, else I return." I had no choice, for we were now passing our inner pickets, where a line of bush-huts, widely set, circled the main camp.
There were some few people wandering along this line--officers, servants, boatmen, soldiers off duty, one or two women. Just within the lines there was a group of people from which a fiddle sounded; and I saw Boyd and Lana turn thither; and we followed them. Coming up to see who was making such scare-crow music, Lana said in a low voice to us: "It's an old, old man--more than a hundred years old, he tells us--who has lived on the Ouleout undisturbed among the Indians until yesterday, when we burnt the village.
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