The Hidden Children by Robert William Chambers Chapter 10 Page 82

I had flung one arm around her, and she stood with one hand clenched against her lips, looking blankly into my face.

“Good-bye,” I said, and kissed her clenched hand so violently that it slipped sideways on her cheek, bruising her lips.

She gave a faint gasp and swayed where she stood, very white in the face.

“I have hurt you,” I stammered; but my words were lost in a frightful uproar bursting from the fort; and:

“God!” she whispered, cowering against me, as the horrid howling swelled on the affrighted air.

“It is only the Oneidas’ scalp-yell,” said I. “They know the news. Their death-halloo means that the corps of guides is