"But where are the soldiers?"
"They are in the woods beyond the Big Fish, I suppose. They must have scoured the woods down to the Missouri before dark. I have no means of knowing whether they were able to find any tracks of the fugitives to assist them; if not, they have been very much puzzled."
"And all this time my poor father thinks I am in the hands of the Indians, and fears that I have been killed or abused," added Ella.
"I am very sorry; but I do not see that we can do anything to-night to relieve his anxiety."
"No, Phil, I see that you cannot. You have been very brave and noble, and very kind to me, and I shall remember you with gratitude as long as I live."
"I don't ask for anything better than to serve you," I replied. "In the morning the troops at the Castle will start, and I have no doubt they will communicate with those beyond the Big Fish in the course of the day."
"I do wish father were here. I am afraid he will expose himself to the Indians, or wear himself out, he is so anxious for me."
"We will do the best we can to let him know that you are safe. Perhaps Kit and I will try to find him, as soon as we have conducted you to the Castle, and relieved the anxiety of your poor mother."
"We marched very cautiously through the woods, and with our rifles in our hands ready for instant use. In a short time, under the skilful lead of the hunter, we reached the river; but I had left the barge a mile farther down the stream.
"I am not sure that we shall find the barge where I left it, Kit," said I, as we took the path on the bank of the Little Fish.