Meanwhile, Stella was busy cutting away the wolfskin in which the Japanese girl was concealed and entangled.
The commotion had brought the boys into the room, and they gazed with wonder at the sight.
"Now, you chaps clear out," said Stella, pushing them gently toward the door. "Do you want to scare the poor thing into fits when she comes to? The sight of all you fellows will frighten her worse than ever."
The boys hastened to leave the room, and Stella had just closed the door upon them when Itsu San, for it was she, opened her eyes and gave a little scream of joy when she saw that she was safe, and in the presence of a very pretty and kind-looking American girl of her own age.
"Don't be frightened," said Stella.
"I not no fright now," said Itsu San, with a charming smile, that was like that of a happy baby.
"How in the world did you come to be in this horrid thing?" asked Stella, kicking the wolfskin, which she had thrown to the floor.
"I come to give warn," answered the Japanese girl.
"About what?"
"The Gray Wolves."