rcely recognized him,
took position at the head of the waiting column in front of the closed
gates, and they sat there on their horses, facing us, and watching
anxiously our rather slow formation.

John Kinzie joined them, his features grave and careworn, a long rifle
in his hands; while the ladies of the garrison, plainly dressed for the
long and hard journey, came forth from their several quarters and were
assisted to mount the horses reserved for them. De Croix accompanied
Mademoiselle, attired as for a gay pleasure-ride in the park, and gave
her his gloved hand to step from into the saddle, with all the
gallantry he might have shown a queen. I knew this was no boy's play
before us now; and, crushing back my natural diffidence, I spurred my
horse boldly forward until we ranged up beside her, even venturing to
uncover in polite salute.

Never did I see her look fairer than beneath the wide-brimmed hat she
had donned to keep the hot sun from her clear cheeks; nor was there the
slightest vestige of last night's terror lurking in the laughing eyes
that flashed me greeting.

"I surely know of one sad heart amid this gay company," she exclaimed,
"for while we rejoice at being once more bound for civilization, Master
Wayland looks most truly mournful; doubtless his thought is with her
who has turned Indian for a time."

Her careless bantering tone nettled me; but I was quick enough to
answer, having no wish to awaken her fears as to the safety of our
journey.

"'T is true, Mademoiselle. I dislike greatly to leave in peril one I
have journeyed so far to seek; nor can I banish from my mind the
thought that perhaps I am failing in my duty toward her. Yet surely
you have small cause for complaint, as I have, instead, deliberately
chosen to ride here at your side, in order that I may be near to defend
you should occasion arise,--provided always that my presence shall meet
your wishes and approval."

She bowed as best she could in her high-peaked saddle, shooting a
mischievous glance from me to the unconcerned and self-satisfied face
of the Frenchman.

"I am indeed most gratified and happy, Monsieur, thus to feel myself
the object of such devotion; but I greatly fear you will prove but a
poor companion on the journey if you wear so glum a look. Captain de
Croix is full of wit and good-humor this morning, and has already
cheered me greatly with reminiscences of happier days."

"Indeed?" I said, looking at the fello