Your visit, brief as it has been, is rash and unwarranted.
And I tell you very plainly, Lois, that I shall never rest until you are at Easton, which is a stone town and within the borders of civilization.

The artillery will be sent down by boat, and all the women and children are to go also.

Neither Boyd nor I have told this to you and Lana, but----" I glanced over my shoulder.

"I think he is telling her now." Lois slowly turned and looked toward them.

Evidently they no longer cared what others saw or thought, for Lana's cheek lay pressed against his shoulder, and his arm encircled her body.
We walked back, all together, to the fort, and left Lois and Lana at the postern; then Boyd and I continued on to my bush-hut, the Indians following.
Muffled drums of a regiment were passing, and an escort with reversed arms, to bury poor Kimball, Captain in Colonel Cilly's command, shot this morning through the heart by the accidental discharge of a musket in the careless hands of one of his own men.
We stood at salute while the slow cortege passed.
Said Boyd thoughtfully: "Well, Kimball's done with all earthly worries.