She sopped up the bubbling blood and Emma brought her a clean compress.
Joe, Winterson and Tad went to the rear, but again all they saw was the
mowed area, the tall grass and the forest. Up in the forest one of the
attackers shouted, probably advice to someone on the opposite hill. Joe
furrowed his brow.
They were doing things wrong, with everybody rushing to wherever an
Indian appeared. That left three walls unguarded all the time, and they
must inject some system into their defense. Besides, there was another
and very deadly peril that could be lessened. No bullet could tear
through the logs, but one might penetrate the chinking or the windows.
Joe called, "Emma, get the kids on the floor, will you? You womenfolk
had better get there, too. Lie behind the sill log and you can't get
hit."