And, learning you were of the army, and that the army was bound thither, I followed you." "Why did you not tell me this at Poundridge?
You should have camped with us," I said.
"Because of my fear of men--except red men.

And I had already quite enough of your Lieutenant Boyd." I looked at her seriously; and she comprehended the unasked questions that were troubling me.
"Shall I tell you more?
Shall I tell you how I have learned my dread of men--how it has been with me since my foster parents found me lying at their door strapped to a painted cradle-board ?" "You!" "Aye; that was my shameful beginning, so they told me afterward--long afterward.

For I supposed they were my parents--till two years ago.

Now shall I tell you all, Euan?
And risk losing a friendship you might have given in your ignorance of me ?" Quick, hot, unconsidered words flew to my lips--so sweet and fearless were her eyes.

But I only muttered: "Tell me all." "From the beginning, then--to scour my heart out for you! So, first and earliest my consciousness awoke to the sound of drums.