Shif'less Sol understood now, and he rushed into the bushes,
dragging Paul after him. Henry, Tom, and Long Jim rose up to
receive them.
"So you wuz watchin' over us! "exclaimed the shiftless one
joyously. "It wuz you that clipped off the first Mohawk, an' we
didn't even notice the shot."
"Thank God, you were here!" exclaimed Paul. "You don't know what
Sol and I have seen!"
Overwrought, he fell forward, but his comrades caught him.
CHAPTER XI
THE MELANCHOLY FLIGHT
Paul revived in a few minutes. They were still lying in the
bushes, and when he was able to stand up again, they moved at an
angle several hundred yards before they stopped. One pistol was
thrust into Paul's hand and another into that of Shif'less Sol.
Keep those until we can get rifles for you," said Henry. "You may
need 'em to-night."
They crouched down in the thicket and looked back toward the
Indian camp. The warriors whom they had repulsed were not
returning with help, and, for the moment, they seemed to have no
enemy to fear, yet they could still see through the woods the
faint lights of the Indian camps, and to Paul, at least, came the
echoes of distant cries that told of things not to be written.
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