.

"The fire would have bewrayed our forms to archers hidden in yonder
thicket," added he. "And as I will have half to watch while the others
sleep, the watch must keep themselves under shelter of the cabin and
away from any chance of ambush."

Murmurs of wrath, of wonder, but of acquiescence arose from the half
dozen bearded throats around, and the captain at once set the watch, to
be relieved every two hours. In vain Janno offered another wigwam if
this were too small, and urged that all his white brothers should sleep
at once while his own men watched; in vain Kamuso tried to attach
himself to the party inside, meaning to stab the captain in his sleep;
without a show of anger or suspicion Standish put both attempts aside,
and finally with a jeering laugh advised Janno to retire to his own
wigwam and to order his braves to do the same, for some of the white men
as he averred were given to discharging their pieces in their sleep, or
at any shadow that came within range, and it might happen that some of
his friends should thus come by harm, which would be a great grief to
him.

"The Sword has pierced our intention," said Janno to Kamuso in their own
tongue as the two withdrew. "Better give it up. He has eyes all around
him."

"I will kill him," retorted Kamuso sullenly. "To-night, to-morrow, next
week,--I will kill him."

The next day so soon as the shallop floated and was loaded Standish
embarked, sick at heart as he received the slavish homage of Janno, whom
he had liked and trusted so much, and who even while he yielded to the
plot for the captain's death and that of all his friends really clung to
him in love and reverence. Poor Janno, weak but not wicked, his
punishment was both swift and stern; for fleeing a little later from the
vengeance of the white men, he perished miserably among the swamps and
thickets of Barnstable, and his lonely grave was only lately discovered.
Go and look at his bones in Pilgrim Hall at Plymouth and muse upon the
dangers of cowardice and weakness.

As the shallop pushed off from shore, an Indian came running down the
beach, and with a cat-like spring leaped upon the deck. It was Kamuso,
who said he was bound for Sandwich and would beg a passage in the
pinnace.

A sudden spark kindled in the captain's red-brown eyes and one hand
tugged impatiently at his moustache, but he said nothing, and the Indian
proceeded to make himself useful in a variety of ways; and as the wind
was fav