I hope, for our own peace of mind, that he liked our looks." "Nora may be right," nodded Anne.
"Yes," agreed Grace.

"I think it would be wise for Hippy to go to the Thompson home for the milk to-night.

He can then get acquainted with Mr.
Thompson, and perhaps interest him, and make him friendly to us." Hippy eyed her disapprovingly and sighed.
"A lamb was led to the slaughter and--" "Just the same, we must be alert to-night," advised Grace.

"If Hippy and Elfreda will take the first half of the night, Anne and I will take the watch the balance of the night." This was agreed to, and the rest of the day was devoted to setting the camp to rights, practicing with the rope, at which all tried their hand, and taking naps, always with attention to their surroundings, for the Overland Riders knew they were in more or less peril in the Kentucky mountains, and believed that sooner or later those who, for some reason, wished to be rid of them, would make a desperate attempt to force them to leave that neighborhood.
There was the warning note to indicate that the attempt might not be long delayed.
Supper, that evening, was eaten just after dark, as the Overlanders enjoyed sitting about their campfire in the cool evening air, chatting and telling stories and indulging in good-natured banter as they ate.
They had just sat down when a voice from the darkness brought instant silence, and a quick reaching for their weapons.

The nerves of the Overland girls were getting jumpy.
"I make the near-blind to see and the seeing to see better.