Would she come?
He forced himself to lay still, overcoming the impulse to rise and rush round the clearing again.

He turned this way and that; at last, quivering with the effort, he lay on his back, and saw her face among the stars looking down on him.
The croaking of frogs suddenly ceased.

With the watchfulness of a hunted man Dain sat up, listening anxiously, and heard several splashes in the water as the frogs took rapid headers into the creek.

He knew that they had been alarmed by something, and stood up suspicious and attentive.

A slight grating noise, then the dry sound as of two pieces of wood struck against each other.