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She nodded, her eyes on the slicker at the

"It's pretty safe," said Kent, fishing out his pipe, and beginning to fill it "Everybody asleep, probably But on't take any chances" The scoinging sideways in the current Kent felt the change in itswrecked, either There isn't a rock or rapids for thirty et frightened"

"I'm not afraid--of the river," she said Then, with rather startling unexpectedness, she asked hihted his pipe, eyeing her a bit speculatively as she seated herself on the stool, leaning toward him as she waited for an answer to her question

"The woods, the river, everywhere," he said "They'll look for a ot to watch behind us and take advantage of a good start"

"Will the rain wipe out our footprints, Jee in the open"

"But--perhaps--in a sheltered place--?"

"We were in no sheltered place," he assured her "Can you remember that ere, Gray Goose?"

She shook her head slowly "No But there was Mooie, under the "

"His footprints will be wiped out"

"I aers, or any of our friends brought into this trouble"

She ht her He was a little aers and the old Indian in this hour of their own peril That danger he had decided to keep as far fro the i menace of it She must know that within a few hours Kedsty would be found, and the long arin its work And if it caught the the sound of water "Ugh, but they are wet!" she shivered "Will you unlace them and pull them off for me, Jeems?"

He laid his pipe aside and knelt close to her It took hiet the boots off Then he held one of her sodden little feet close between his two big hands

"Cold--cold as ice," he said "You s, Marette Please"