“In the great woods going toward the homes of the king’s white people,” was the reply, when the girl recovered from her astonishment, at seeing the two forms bending over her.
“When did they leave, Ewana?”
“Just before Wacomet came to his cave. What! is he dead?” and her eyes flashed with triumph, when they fell upon the motionless form of the Ottawa. “Then Ewana can go back and kiss her old father before he dies.”
The death of the chief whom she once loved now seemed a relief to the poor red girl.
“We must leave Ewana,” said Nanette, “and she can now go back to her parents. We seek the White Rose and the red-coated dog.”
The Indian girl stretched forth her hands, the youthful avengers grasped them in a silent, fervent pressure, and left her alone with her dead chief.
“They can not be far away,” said the Girl Avenger, as she and Kenowatha glided through the dark corridor. “We will soon overtake them, and should the red-coat raise his hand against us or the girl, there’ll be no hanging in Fort Miami. I’m so glad that it is broad daylight now, for we can follow their trail faster than they can travel.”
CHAPTER XIV.
WHAT HAPPENED IN A RAVINE.
When Rudolph Runnion struck the military trail, leading around the western shore of Lake Erie to the Canadas, he quickened his gait, for it was his desire to get beyond the Maumee valley as soon as possible.