This was what Harriet did.
She crouched there fully fifteen minutes after the interruption from the
camp before the presence of another person was again revealed. A sound
so close that Harriet barely repressed an exclamation of surprise caught
her ears. The girl for a few seconds held her breath. She could hear
the beating of her heart so plainly that she feared that the other person
might hear it as well.
There followed another period of silence, but much more brief than the
previous one. It was then that Harriet Burrell was able to distinguish
the figure of a man--that is, his head and shoulders. The night was too
dark to enable her to do more than decide upon what it was.
Now he began creeping cautiously toward the camp, going only a few paces
at a time, then halting to listen. Harriet moved with him, though not so
fast. She was stepping directly toward the camp, which lay directly
ahead of her, whereas the man was following a different course with the
same destination in view. When he moved, Harriet moved; when he halted,
she did so. Halting a second too late would undoubtedly reveal her
presence, hence the girl exercised unusual caution, making little more
disturbance than a cat stalking its prey.
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