"They are coming here," said Noddy.
"O, what shall we do?" exclaimed the timid maiden, recalling all she knew about cannibals and fierce savages found on the South Sea Islands.
"Perhaps they will not come here," added Noddy; but it was more to cheer up his friend, than from any hope he cherished of avoiding the issue.
"I hope they will not. What do you think they will do to us, if they do?"
"I think I can manage them, Mollie. Don't be alarmed."
"How many are there in the canoe?"
"A dozen or fifteen, I should think," replied he, after he had again examined the object with the glass.
"What can you do with so many as that?" asked she, in despair.
"They are savages, you know; and they are afraid of powder. If I should shoot one of them, the rest would run away."
"Can't we hide?"