panting, staring at the strange group, unable to get out a word.

"Call the men in," said Stark, addressing Charles, who had remained
silent all the while; "tell them to hurt no one--to make no
captures. This lady's escort is to remain unmolested. Bring them
here, and we will deliver them their charge safe and sound."

With alacrity Charles disappeared upon his errand. The old
tender-heartedness of the man always returned when he saw anything
young and helpless. There was no fierceness in his strange face
today, and Corinne, looking after him, said wonderingly:

"Who is he? he looks like one who has seen a ghost!"

In a few terse phrases Fritz told the outline of Charles's story,
and how he himself with his companion had found the hapless man and
his brother.

"Oh, this war is a terrible thing!" cried Corinne, pressing her
hands together. "It makes men into devils, I think. Ah, why can we
not live at peace and concord with our brothers? Surely out here,
in these wild lands, French and English might join hands, and live
as brothers instead of foes."

"I fear me," said Fritz, looking out before him with wide gaze,
"that that time is far enough away--that it will never come until
the kingdoms of this world have become the kingdom of our God and
of His Christ, when He shall reign for ever and ever."

She looked at him in quick surprise. She had not expected to hear