The crunch of feet suddenly came to the doorstep. The woman's hand gripped her husband's arm in terror. He heard it now.
"That's funny," he mused.
"Call the boys!" the mother pleaded.
"Wait till we find out what it is—"
A firm knock on the door echoed through the darkened room.
"God save us!" the woman breathed.
Doyle rose and quietly walked to the door.
"What is it?" he called in friendly tones.
"We're lost in the woods," a voice answered.
His wife had followed and gripped his arm.