Katrina accomplished the whole distance in safety, and, at length, entered the wood, rose to her feet and stood beside her lover.
"Thank Heaven!" he exclaimed, as he clasped her in his arms. "I was in an agony of fear until this moment."
"We are not safe yet," she whispered, looking affrightedly round in the darkness, "they must be somewhere near us."
"Come on," said the young man, taking her hand, "I think we can avoid them."
Instead of making directly for the path, he led her by a circuitous route, and struck it at a point a couple of hundred yards distant.
From this place they moved stealthily forward, and soon found that it was free from their foes. They advanced with great care, and not until they had gone fully a half-mile did they converse with any thing like freedom.
"I think we are safe from them," said the young man, somewhat exultingly, referring to the red-skins whom they had left behind them.
"How long will they wait there?"
"Perhaps they will stay a day or two in the hope of starving us out, or they may make an assault in force and discover the trick that has been played upon them."
"And then what will they do?"