He was frightened, and ran at top speed.
The Angel passed a wildly waving, screaming woman on the road, and a little later a man riding as if he, too, were in great haste.

The man called to her, but she only lay lower and used the whip.

Soon the feet of the man's horse sounded farther and farther away.
At the South camp they were loading a second wagon, when the Angel appeared riding one of Duncan's bays, lathered and dripping, and cried: "Everybody go to Freckles! There are thieves stealing trees, and they had him bound.

They're going to kill him!" She wheeled the horse toward the Limberlost.

The alarm sounded through camp.