"Oh, yes," returned Alice. "My nerves are all right now. We are getting used to such experiences," she laughed.
"I am all right too," Ruth agreed. "But it was a trying moment."
Flaming Arrow stood to one side and looked on interestedly while the remainder of the drama was being filmed, and then he showed the players the road to his lumber camp. He invited them to come over to it, but as the hour was late and as Mr. Pertell wanted to get a few more scenes in a different locality, it was decided to defer the visit to some other time.
Flaming Arrow said good-bye, and went off with the dead wild cat slung over his shoulder.
"Isn't he just fine!" exclaimed Alice, as she watched him stalking over the drifts on his snowshoes.
"I'm getting jealous!" laughed Paul, and there was more of meaning in his remark than his outward manner indicated.
"Well, I do like him!" Alice went on. "He is so big and strong and manly. And he can shoot straight!"
"Hereafter I'll bring along a gun every time we come out," vowed Paul. "And I'm going to take shooting lessons."
"Yah! Dot vould be a goot t'ing," decided Mr. Switzer. "I gets me too a gun!"
"Gracious! The game around here had better seek new quarters!" laughed Alice. "Next we'll be having Mr. Bunn and Mr. Sneed taking up the calling of Nimrod."