KENTON.
Oh, they have caught you! They have—
[The rest of the pioneers begin to appear from background, closely guarded by the Indians.
COLBY
(as all of Boone's little band are brought in as captives).
What's this? Not Boone a traitor?
BOONE.
Hush! (To the other white men.) No use to fight. We are surrounded. (To Black Fish.) Does Black Fish give me leave to speak to my comrades apart?
[Black Fish nods assent. Boone and his band withdraw to left. The Indians withdraw to right. Each side holds a conference. That of the Indians is in pantomime.
BOONE
(to his band).
No use to fight, lads. Put up your guns. (Indicates Indians.) Half a score more are in the woods behind us. If we surrender, we may gain some time. If we refuse, we're lost. They'll march at once on Boonesborough.