"Bernard! where were you?" came a cry. Bernard emerged into the camp. Andrew lay by the fire, Thomas cleaning the split open leg. Jonathon, as usual, was quiet in his own thoughts, his scarred face pale in the firelight. Donovan came up to meet him.
Bernard smiled. "I've found out who it was that saved us from those beasts," he said.
THe group cried out, "Who?" Jonathon smiled. he already knew who. but the others never listened to him. why would they now?
Bernard's smile grew larger and he bent close to the fire, describing the pair.
"Let's go and capture them!" Cried Andrew, struggling to his feet.
"Not you," said Donovan. "And not them. let's wait until they start following us again to catch them."
Jonathan stood dumbly in the corner.
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