"You here?" she exclaimed, with a look of dread.
"Yes, Herbert came for you two nights ago, but they would not give you up. I have more influence here, for you go with me."
"I can offer no resistance," was the sad reply.
And then the renegade left the camp of the hostiles with the captive of Red Hatchet, wending his way along the trails as though he knew every foot of the land well.
He had horses awaiting down in the valley, his own and one for poor Jennie, and mounting they moved on, neither noticing that a dark form was dogging their trail.
And had the one who was dogging the settler's trail looked back closely he might have seen in the moonlight a dark form following upon his track.
CHAPTER XLI.
The renegade, as Vance Bernard is now known to be, rode slowly along over the rough country, holding on to the rein of the horse ridden by Jennie Woodbridge.