They have got over on the south then." Amos nodded with intense appreciation.

"That's it!" said he, "that's Injun ways.

I'll lay that he is right." "Then they may be in the woods round us.

We may be in danger," cried De la Noue.
Du Lhut nodded and sucked at his pipe.
De Catinat cast a glance round him at the grand tree trunks, the fading foliage, the smooth sward underneath with the long evening shadows barred across it.

How difficult it was to realise that behind all this beauty there lurked a danger so deadly and horrible that a man alone might well shrink from it, far less one who had the woman whom he loved walking within hand's touch of him.