Swift Fawn's captor now seized her hand, saying gruffly, "Get up."

Dragging her to his horse's side, he lifted her up, bound her to the

animal's back, leaped up after her and a moment afterwards the whole

party were galloping faster and faster into the night.

Hour after hour they traveled with never a stop. At last, by the light

of the stars. Swift Fawn knew that she was nearing a large camp, made

up of many tent-homes.

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