"What makes you think that?" he parried, striving to spare her all needless alarm. She pondered a moment, while the fire-dots, like a shoal of swimming stars, drew slowly nearer, nearer the Manhattan shore. "Tell me, are they savages?" "How do I know?" "It's easy enough to see you've got an opinion about it. You think they're savages, don't you?" "I think it's very possible."