"Wandering parties of the savages are likely to pass near here and in the course of time they may send back an army.

Besides one has to hunt now, as for a long while we must depend on the forest for a part of our food." It seemed to her that these things did not cause him sorrow, that he turned to them as a sort of relief: his eyes sparkled more brightly when he spoke of the necessity for hunting and the possible passage of Indian parties which must be repelled.

Girl though she was, she felt again a little glow of sympathy, guessing as she did his nature; she could understand how he thrilled when he heard the voices of the forest calling to him.
They reached the gate of the palisade and passed within.

It was full dusk now, the forest blurring together into a mighty black wall, and the outlines of the houses becoming shadowy.

The Ware family sat awhile that evening by the hearth fire, and John Ware was full of satisfaction.