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Jean, too, was greatly agitated. Suppose the slashers should arrive, what could Sam do alone? What would become of her? She recalled Dane's words that night at Portland Point when he had saved her from Seth Lupin. "Do you know how beautiful you are?" he had asked. "If you don't, then you are not aware of your danger. That villain, Lupin, knows of your beauty, so he followed you here.
"What is it?" the girl asked, feeling certain that it meant something important. "Slashers come," Kitty explained. "Sam call Injun." "Now I understand," Jean replied, while a great fear smote her heart. "The slashers are near, and Sam wants help; is that it?" "A-ha-ha. Smoke call Injun." "Will the Indians see it?" "A-ha-ha." "Will they know what it means?" "Injun know."
She was about to close the door, for the wind was piercing, when casting a final glance toward the forest, she caught sight of dim forms moving swiftly and silently toward the house. That they were the dreaded slashers she had not the slightest doubt. Quickly she shut the door, and hastened over to the cot. Norman opened his eyes and looked at her in a dazed manner. "They are coming!" she cried.
Having closed the cabin door, Dane stepped into his snow-shoes, slung his pack over his shoulders, and started forth after the slashers. He carried his gun in his hand that he might be ready for any emergency. It was not hard to follow the trail, and the travelling much easier than when out upon the river. Although he moved rapidly forward, he was keenly alert to every sight and sound.
So far their words have had little definite effect, but when the natives see so many white people settling along the river, I am afraid they will remember what the slashers have told them, and trouble will follow. Some of the Indians, I am sure, will stand by the treaty, but I have my doubts about many others." During this conversation Mr. Simonds had been a silent and interested listener.
In his excitement he had forgotten, however, about the slashers who had recently left the cabin. But his mind reverted to them as he looked at the helpless, suffering creature before him. "Where are the slashers going?" he asked. "Against the mast-cutters," was the reply. "They have been plannin' this fer some time, an' are expectin' to meet the men from the north to-morrow.
"Everything has been so quiet this summer that I can hardly imagine that there are mischief-makers around. Perhaps those guns which Major Studholme sent up river have been a warning to the slashers. But my, how late it is getting! Daddy will be anxious about me. You will come and have tea with us, will you not?"
'Had he no arms? asked the Justice. 'Ay, ay, they are never without barkers and slashers. 'Any papers? 'This bundle, delivering a dirty pocket-book. 'Go downstairs then, Mac-Guffog, and be in waiting. The officer left the room. The clink of irons was immediately afterwards heard upon the stair, and in two or three minutes a man was introduced, handcuffed and fettered.
Look," and she raised her hand to the arrow at her throat, "he gave me this. It is a token of our love. He made it with his own hands from a coin given to him by his mother. It was the means of saving me from the slashers. Kitty saw it first, and it told her about me." "Your story is really wonderful, girl, and I am thankful that you have been saved. It means more to me than you imagine."
She had been anxiously awaiting their coming, and when they did arrive and she saw the booty they carried with them, her heart sank within her. The slashers must all have been slain, so she imagined. When Sam, however, told her what had happened, she was greatly relieved. "Will they trouble us any more?" she asked. "No more now," and Sam smiled. "White man head hurt. Sore. Slashers much 'fraid.
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