Mr.Barker fetched him into the room where Mrs.Barker and Kate were sitting.
"Mr.Donald is no worse, I am glad to hear," he said, as he shook hands with the two ladies.
"I see no change whatever," Mrs.Barker said.

"He is conscious, but does not speak much.

He asked me, this morning, to tell you and all your friends how deeply he feels indebted to you." "His thanks are due to the settlers, rather than to me, Mrs.
Barker.

They were volunteers, you know, while I was simply on duty.
We had, however, one common interest--to get here in time to save the station and, above all, to catch and break up this gang of scoundrels.
"And now, Miss Ellison, if you feel equal to it, would you kindly give us an account of what happened?
Mr.Barker said that he would not ask you, yesterday; but something, perhaps, let drop by chance, might serve as an indication to us as to the direction in which these fellows have gone." "I will tell you, certainly," the girl said, her face paling a little; "although it is dreadful, even now, to think of.

We of course had no idea of attack, and had gone to bed as usual.