She wished to hear more from him of the strange wild life that he had led; she too felt, although in a more modified form, the spell of the primeval.
Her task finished she went to the door, and then drawn by curiosity she continued until her walk brought her near the palisade where she watched the men on guard, their dusky figures touched by the wan light that came from the slender crescent of a moon, and seeming altogether weird and unreal.

Paul Cotter in one of his errands found her there.
"You had better go back," he said.

"We may be attacked at any time, and a bullet or arrow could reach you here." "So you believe with me that an attack will be made as he said!" "Of course I do," replied Paul with emphasis.

"Don't I know Henry Ware?
Weren't he and I lost together?
Wasn't he the truest of comrades ?" Several men, talking in low tones, approached them.

Braxton Wyatt was with them and Lucy saw at once that it was a group of malcontents.
"It is nothing," said Seth Lowndes, a loud, arrogant man, the boaster of the colony.