After he had gone through with the particulars she asked: "How many Indians camped at Wabbaquassett Lake that first night?" "Only four, besides those regular lake dwellers." "Did you see them all at one time?" "Yes, we saw the four and talked with them. They came from the West." "Were they Mohawks?" "No, they were Narragansetts." "Well, if Juda had been with the camp when you and Frank came upon them, could they have concealed her?" "Certainly, but I do not think she was there." "I do not think, Jim, she was killed by the wolves," said Winnie, as she frowned thoughtfully while looking on the ground. "If she is dead the Indians killed her." "Did not you and all the neighbors, after we had gone, find the place where the wolves had killed her?" "Oh, yes, Jim, I was there, but those Indians are so cunning. You see they broke camp about noon and that must have been about the time she would have arrived there. Now, if she arrived at the camp after they had gone, she could have come back home, but if lost, why did she not hear the calls for her, for the wolves disturb no one until after dark." "Suppose your theory is true, Winnie, what steps would you take to find her?" "Will you do what I want you to do about it?" "Yes, Winnie, I feel like Queen Esther, when risking her life for her people." "Queen Esther? Jim Hall, who taught you the Bible?" He studied a moment and then said: "Go on about Juda, please." Winnie scrutinized him keenly, then turned from the painful subject and continued about Juda. "I want you to wait several months until the Indians think we have given her up, then go quietly among the tribes; you know you talk all their tongues, and if you find her, Jim, I will love you for your bravery, and if you do not, the endeavor ought to count some. Now I suppose you want to go in and visit with papa and mamma." "Y-e-s." "What makes you drag out that 'yes' so long?" "I thought you might like to take a walk in the grove." "If you had not been so cross to me this morning." "Well--but, I really did think--" "What has changed your mind, Mr. Hall?" "Well, Winnie." "Well, Jim, say, do you really want to make up? Oh, catch me, Jim, my heart--my heart!" Jim sprang and saved her from falling into the brook, as she pushed him from her and began laughing. "Oh, Winnie, you do not know how you did frighten me, you are a roguish girl, but I like you and think you a perfect pet." "Perfect pet--get out. Did you know John Bragg was over to see me?" "John Bragg?" "Yes, John Bragg." "I thought you had given him up?" "Oh, no. I did think when you and I came home from church on the black colt, it would give him a shock, but he is all the more attentive. Think of it, all the fathers and mothers have had their daughters cooing around him for the last three years and he does not bite, but is in great agony over me. Now, what can I do? I will have to marry him to get rid of him, won't I?" "To get rid of him?"