Racking sobs shook his frame.
"Are you all right again ?" asked Jim of Nell.
"Yes." "I am going out, first to see Williamson, and then the Christians," he said, rising very pale, but calm.
"Don't go!" cried Heckewelder.

"I have tried everything.

It was all of no use." "I will go," answered Jim.
"Yes, Jim, go," whispered Nell, looking up into his eyes.

It was an earnest gaze in which a faint hope shone.
Jim unbarred the door and went out.
"Wait, I'll go along," cried Zeisberger, suddenly dropping his knife and stick.
As the two men went out a fearful spectacle met their eyes.

The clearing was alive with Indians.