"Don't worry," advised Frank. "You may rest assured that they are quite safe in our care. We'll guard them with our lives, but there is no possibility of danger to-night."
Little he knew what would happen before the night passed.
CHAPTER V.
THE WOLVES.
The pavilion was brilliantly lighted. Hundreds of Chinese lanterns were suspended from the beams and cross timbers. The musicians were hidden by an arbor of green at one end of the floor. The floor itself swarmed with dancers wearing all sorts of grotesque and beautiful costumes.
Amid the whirling throng two ghosts were waltzing, the partner of one being a cowboy, while the right arm of a redskin encircled the waist of the other.
The waltzing of these couples was the poetry of grace and motion. They seemed to glide over the floor without effort of any sort. The ease of their movements was admired by many.
"Isn't it delightful, Frank?" enthusiastically whispered one of the ghosts; and her cowboy partner answered:
"It's all the more delightful being unexpected and unplanned, Inza. I feel to-night as if I hadn't a care in the world."