Char. Go on! go on! You must not stop for us. We are all safe. God take you on to safety.
Gordon. We're all right; don't fear.
[They dash off (Left), Bev with them.
Bev (outside). I'll take care of them, father.
[The horses' hoofs are heard; they die away in the distance.
[Re-enter Bev.
Bev. They're off all right. They'll make the camp in twenty minutes.
Fair (clinging to Mrs. S.). Oh, mother, what can we do!
Mrs. S. Cupid, quick! You and Marthy get the silver; put it in the chest; bring me the key. (Exit Marthy and Cupid). We must be brave. Try to detain them as long as possible; our boys may have more time.
[The bugle-call is heard very near, then the sound of horses' hoofs growing louder.