"He is Seth Lupin, a man I hate and fear. He must have come on one of
the other vessels, most likely as a stowaway. He is not a Loyalist,
for he was a coward during the war, and has no right to be numbered
among us. I am sure that daddy does not know he is here, and I am
almost afraid to tell him for fear he might do something desperate to
the villain. But, then, we shall soon be away from this place, so it
is hardly likely that Seth will follow us."

They were walking slowly now, picking their way with difficulty across
the rough hillside. Dane's soul was athrill in the presence of this
girl who had affected him in such a wonderful manner. It was almost
too good to be true that he had rescued her, and was now so close to
her.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

"Up river, I believe. But just where I do not know. Daddy hasn't
drawn his lot of land yet."

"What is your name?"

"Jean."

"I like it. But Jean what?"

"Sterling."

"Did you ever live in the woods?"

"No. This is my first experience."