Off. Stay—you will come back to the camp ere midnight?
Sol. Unless some of these quick-eyed rebels see through my disguise.
Off. Do not forget the lodge as you return. A little hut of logs just in the edge of the woods, but Siganaw knows it well.
[Exit the Soldier.
(The call in the thicket above is repeated, and another young officer enters the glen.)
2nd Off. Hillo, Maitland! These woods yield fairies,—come this way.
1st Off. For God's sake, Andre! (motioning silence.) Are you mad?
Andre. Well, who are they?
Mait. Who? Have you forgotten that we are on the enemy's ground? Soldiers from the fort, no doubt. They have crossed that opening twice since we stood here.
Andre. Well, let them cross twice more. I would run the risk of a year's captivity, at least, for one such glimpse. Nay, come, she will be gone.