"We'd better hide in the woods until morning," said Stella. "Singing Bird will guide the boys here. Besides, we do not know when that brave warrior Barrows will return with his soldiers."
"That is a good idea," said Ted, and they crossed the clearing to the woods, and found a place of concealment from which they could see all that took place at the house.
The night was far advanced, and the girls were sleeping on a couch of dried pine needles, which Ted had gathered for them.
Ted was on watch to shield them from harm, and to drive away the animals of the night.
He was half asleep himself, sitting with his back to a tree with his head on his arms, which were crossed on his knees.
An unusual sound brought him to his senses instantly, and he was listening intently.
He heard the sound of horses' feet, and the subdued rumble of men talking.
There were only two horses, and they were coming on uncertainly.
Evidently their riders did not know their way, and were feeling along in the dark, which was intense.
"It ought to be along here somewhere."