“Understand what?” Boone asked.
“Why, how I came to be here.”
Both Boone and Kenton looked at Lark in amazement.
“Don’t you know?” Boone asked.
“No,” Lark replied.
“Ain’t you hurt in some way?”
“Not as I knows on.”
“Have you seen any thing terrible for to skeer you?” and the old hunter glanced nervously around as he spoke, as though he expected to see the dreaded wood demon by his side.
“No,” again replied Lark.
“Well, where have you been?”