"I'll follow, and do whatever you say." Henry Ware made no reply, but bent his ear again, in the attitude of one who listens.

Paul watched his face attentively, seeking to read his knowledge there.
"The big war band is not far away," said Henry, "and it's likely that they've heard my shot.

It would carry far on such a still, clear morning as this.

I didn't want them to hear it." "But I'm glad you did shoot," said Paul.

"It was a mighty welcome sound to me." "Yes," said Henry, with grim humor, "it was the right thing at the right time.