Brewster took on an elaborate and entirely unnecessary air of indifference, and yawned to heighten the effect. "What did he want of the child?" he asked negligently.
Felipa started back so violently that she struck against the log she had been sitting upon, and lost her balance.
She could hear voices confusedly, men hurriedly calling and hallooing as she neared the back of the officers' line and crept into her tent. The door was barely closed when there came a knock, and the voice of the striker asking if she had heard the shot across the river. Chapter 8
Forbes and her husband having gone away, Felipa lay in the hammock upon the porch and looked up into the vines. She thought hard, and remembered many things as she swayed to and fro. She remembered that one return to Nature long ago of which Landor had not known. "I reckon you'll know what for, then," beamed Taylor, immovably.
Brewster nodded. He had seen the same thing himself. The territorial citizen was a known quantity to both of them.