But you must tell me this, Richard.

How came Burr Gordon's knife there instead of yours ?" The boy hesitated.
"Richard, you know you can trust me." "Well," said Richard, slowly, in a low voice, "I came right up behind Burr before you were hardly out of sight.

I'd got uneasy about your going home alone, and I'd thought I'd follow you unbeknown to you, and turn 'round and go back when you were safe in sight of home.

Burr pulled my knife out of the wound quick and wiped it on the snow.
'Take it quick,' says he, and I knew what he meant, and put it in my pocket, and slid out of sight in the bushes; and then he whipped out his knife and laid it in the pool of blood, and the others came up, and 'twas all done in a second.

That's how." "He did it to save me," said Madelon, and her voice was fuller of exultant sweetness than it had ever been in a song.
"He's a rascal, that's what he is!" said Richard.