[Kenton is suddenly brought in by two braves who have captured him. As
his eye falls on Boone his voice shrills with terror.

KENTON.
Oh, they have caught you! They have--

[The rest of the pioneers begin to appear from background, closely
guarded by the Indians.

COLBY
(as all of Boone's little band are brought in as captives). What's
this? Not Boone a traitor?

BOONE.
Hush! (To the other white men.) No use to fight. We are surrounded. (To
Black Fish.) Does Black Fish give me leave to speak to my comrades
apart?

[Black Fish nods assent. Boone and his band withdraw to left. The
Indians withdraw to right. Each side holds a conference. That of the
Indians is in pantomime.

BOONE
(to his band).
No use to fight, lads. Put up your guns. (Indicates Indians.) Half a
score more are in the woods behind us. If we surrender, we may gain
some time. If we refuse, we're lost. They'll march at once on
Boonesborough.