“It is plain that you do not,” she returned, “or you would not be so willing to go.”
He considered for a moment, his eyes trying to search her face.
“Perhaps,” said he, “you could make it clear if you had the mind.”
“It may be so,” she answered. “But I cannot do so. Even in warning you so far I fear I am doing wrong. Nevertheless you have twice been of service to me, and it’s only a poor return to tell you that you are in danger.”
“Danger!” He laughed a little. “In times like these, one is constantly in danger.”
“But not such danger as this.” He felt her hand touch his arm and noted that it was trembling. “There are some dangers that a person of courage can face and overcome. But this——” and her voice trailed away into an unintelligible quaver.
George was about to make answer when they heard the clup-clup of horses’ hoofs and the voice of Lieutenant Camp calling:
“All’s well. You may come forward.”
The girl bent toward George imploringly.
“For the last time! Will you be warned by me?”