She did not even know how he had passed through the palisade, but he was certainly outside and away.

There was something weird about it and she felt a little fear, as if an event almost supernatural had occurred.
The sudden departure of Henry Ware to the forest started the slanderous tongues to wagging again, and they said it was a trap of some kind, though no one could tell how.

A sly report was started that he had become that worst of all creatures in his time, a renegade, a white man who allied himself with the red to make war upon his own people.

It came to the ears of Paul Cotter, and the heart of the loyal youth grew hot within him.

Paul was not fond of war and strife, but he had an abounding courage, and he and Henry Ware had been through danger together.
"He is changed, I will admit," he said, "but if he says we are going to be attacked, we shall be.