“Hush! Don’t make a noise,” said a familiar voice. “I only wanted to know whether you could make out anything.”
“No, father. Only the frogs and alligators are barking and bellowing.”
“Can’t see any sign of Indians, nor any red light from over toward the settlement?”
“No, father.”
“No, sir. All’s quiet,” said Morgan.
“It isn’t, father,” I whispered. “I never heard so much noise from out by the river before. There, hark!”
We all listened in silence as a loud bellowing sound came from a distance.
“There!” I whispered, in awe-stricken tones.
“Only one of the reptiles by the stream,” said my father, quietly.
“But don’t you think it’s because some one is there?”