I said to myself: “Damn! Damn!” in fierce vexation, yet knew not how to take her nor how to save my dignity. And she, with head averted, was laughing silently; I could see that, too; and never in my life had I been so flouted to my face.

“Listen to me!” I broke out bluntly. “I know not who or what you are, why you are here, whither you are bound. But this I do know, that beyond our pickets there is peril in these woods, and it is madness for man or maid to go alone as you do.”

The laughter had died out in her face. After a moment it became grave.

“Was it to tell me this that you spoke to me in the fort, Mr. Loskiel?” she asked.

“Yes, Two days ago our pickets were