"Do you think so, father?" she exclaimed, as she clasped her hands in terror.
"It is probable," the Canadian quietly answered; "but reassure yourself, my child," he added, kindly; "although you have perhaps delayed too long in speaking to me, I may yet manage to avert the danger which is now suspended over the head of the man in whom you take such interest."
"Oh do so, father, I implore you."
"I will try, at any rate, my child, that is all I can promise you for the present; but what do you purpose doing?"
"I?"
"Yes, while my comrades and I are trying to save the Captain?"
"I will follow you, father, if you will let me."
"I think that is the most prudent course; but you must feel a great affection for the Captain, that you so ardently desire to save him?"
"I, father?" she replied with the most perfect frankness, "Not the least; it only seems to me terrible that so brave an officer should be killed, when there is a chance of saving him."
"Then you hate the Jaguar of course?"