In a short time the African's debate with himself ended in what may be called a compromise.
"I'll keep my eye on him while dis foolish conversation goes on, and de minute he winks at Miss Maggie, or says anyting dat she don't like, I'll pull trigger."
CHAPTER V.
"Do you want me to befriend you?" asked the renegade, bending his head down close to the scared countenance of Maggie Brainerd, smiling and trying to speak in so low a voice that no one else could catch his words.
"Of course I do; don't you see what danger we are in? Oh, Mr. Golcher—"
"Don't Mister me," he interrupted, with a reproving grin; "call me Jake."
"Oh, Jake, have you seen anything of father?"
"Where would I see him?"
"Why, he went out with the rest to fight the Indians and Tories, and you were with them."