And very soon our cannon began, and then it was that I saw you and your Indians filing out to the right.

So I followed you.

Oh, Euan, are you very angry?
Because, dear lad, I have had so lonely a trail, what with keeping clear of your party so that you might not catch me and send me back, and what with losing you after you had left the main, trodden trail! Save for the marks you left on trees, I had been utterly lost--and must have perished, no doubt----" She looked at me with melting eyes.
"Think on that, Euan, ere you grow too angry and are cruel with me." "Cruel?
Lois, you have been more heartless than I ever----" "There! I knew it! Your anger is about to burst its dreadful bounds----" "Child! What is there to say or do now?
What is there left for me, save to offer you what scant protection I may--good God!--and take you forward with us in the morning?
This is a cruel, unmerited perplexity you have caused me, Lois.

What unkind inspiration prompted you to do this rash, mad, foolish thing! How could you so conduct?
What can you hope to accomplish in all this wicked and bloody business that now confronts us?
How can I do my duty--how perform it to the letter--with you beside me--with my very heart chilling to water at thought of your peril----" "Hush, dearest lad," she whispered, tightening her fingers on my sleeve.

"All in the world I care for lies in this place where we now stand--or near it.