"What would the poor fellow do if he should see an Indian?"
"Faint, likely; but that is not probable."
"Mr. Fletcher thinks there are some not far off."
"They don't attack in the night, so I hear."
"That seems strange to me. I should think the night would be most favorable for them."
"It's their way. Perhaps they have some superstition that hinders."
"I am glad of it, at any rate. I can sleep with greater comfort."
The rest were not as considerate as Tom and Ferguson. They tried, indeed, to excite still further the fears of the young Bostonian.
"Peabody," said Miles, "have you made your will?"