The two lay behind the logs and watched the circle of the forest, until their eyes grew weary.

The silence and peace that had marked the dawn continued through all the hours of the morning.

Although the wild turkeys had flown away, the birds that lived in this forest seemed to take no alarm.

They hopped peacefully from bough to bough, and sang their little songs as if there were no alien presence.

But Ned and Obed had been through too many dangers to be entrapped into a belief that the Lipans had gone.