“Yes, what of it?” asked Dick. “What has that to do with us?”
“A great deal! You heard him say that there was danger of an Indian attack, and that the Indians generally attack at night?”
“Yes, I heard that too; but, come to the point; what do you mean?” asked Dick, impatiently.
“Why, Indian bullets respect no one. If the savages attack us in the night, they are just as likely to kill her as any one else.”
The son did not fully read the father’s language.
“Yes, but she will be in a wagon, protected somewhat, and she may escape unharmed.”
The father put his mouth close to his son’s ear.
“If the Indians attack us, she will be killed!”
Dick started in surprise; he understood his father now.