His lifeless body tossed like dead wood on the swift current, reappeared and floated by the little fortress of the three.

Robert shuddered as he saw the savage face again, and then he saw it no more.
The savages uttered a shout of grief and rage over the loss of the warrior, but the besieged were silent.

Willet, as he reloaded his rifle, gave it an affectionate little pat or two.
"It's a good weapon," he said, "and with a fair light I was sure I wouldn't miss.

We've given 'em fair warning that they've got a nest of panthers here to deal with, and that when they attack they're taking risks.

Can you see any of 'em now, Tayoga ?" "All have taken to cover.