He ran as if the pack were after him instead of Bob and Lester, and never slackened his pace until he was out of hearing of their angry voices.

He crept home like a thief and got into bed without arousing either David or his mother.

But he could not sleep.
He was haunted by the fear that something dreadful had happened down there in the quarters, and that there would be a great uproar in the settlement the next morning.

He felt that he could never be himself again until he knew the worst, so a little while before daylight he put on his clothes, slipped quietly out of the cabin and bent his steps toward the big gate near which he had been concealed the night before.

By the time he reached it there, was light enough for him to distinguish objects at a considerable distance, and we can imagine how greatly relieved he was when he discovered Bob and Lester perched upon the ridge pole of the cabin.