Pulp Fiction, 1865 · page 43 of 100
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DETECTION. . 45 around. The darkness prevented a full view, but he saw several shadowy figures flitting to and fro, and had no diffi- Culty in distinguishing several sayages, and in one case two fugitives. The latter, who had reached the island previous, had all concealed themselves, or gone on oyer to the main- land, and continued their flight. Accordingly, those that he saw niust be new arrivals. . On the lower end of the island a fire was kindled, around ' Which figures occasionally moved. The upper portion seemed comparatively deserted. Returning to his companion, Frank- lin announced this fact, adding : “Tt is now dark enough to make the attempt, and that which offers the most safety is the one that I took in coming here.” “Don’t let us wait, forI am in misery so long as I know the folks are uncared for.” Our two friends might have risen to their feet, and passed directly over to the opposite side of the island, but this in- curred more risk than either was willing to encounter at this Stage of the proceedings. It was therefore decided to remain in the river until they should pass the upper end, when, if the Coast was clear, they could strike boldly out from the shore. The young Quaker took the lead—making his way with a Studied caution, that struck his follower as altogether super- fluous, but it was not long ere he was compelled to see its Wise prudence. They had advanced somewhat over half the distance, when a suppressed “’Sh |” warned the lientenant that Something was wrong. His friend was crouching down as if to avoid observation, and he instantly imitated the example. His heart gave a quick throb the next moment, as he observed an Indian coming down the bank, and peering into the bushes Which concealed them both. His search was not very thorough, and he passed Franklin without suspecting his Presence; but it chanced that he pulled the bushes apart at the very spot where the lieutenant was watching him with 8uch breathless interest. As he did so, the latter drew back, but not until the eagle eye of the red-skin had detected him. A gratified “ Ugh!’ announced the discovery, as he stepped down to claim his prize. Seeing that concealment was no longer possible, Lieutenant } COmicbookxs.conn