Henry knocked again on the door and shouted to him in a voice, always increasing in earnestness, to open and flee.

Standish could resist no longer.

He took down the bar and flung open the door, springing back, startled at the five figures that stood before him.

In the dusk he did not remember Shif'less Sol.
"Mr.Standish," Henry said, speaking rapidly, "we are, as you can see, white.

You will be attacked here by Indians and renegades within half an hour.