fired on by Indians. Last night two riflemen of our corps took as many Seneca scalps. Do you suppose that when I heard of these affairs I did not think of you — remembering what was done but yesterday at Cherry Valley?”

“Did you — remember — me?”

“Good God, yes!” I exclaimed, my nerves on edge again at the mere memory of her rashness. “I came here as a comrade — wishing to be of service, and — you have used me — — ”

“Vilely,” she said, looking serenely at me.

“I did not say that, Lois — — ”

“I say it, Mr. Loskiel. And yet — I told you where to find me. That is much for me to tell to any man. Let that count a little to my damaged credit with you� . And —