If they are not found, we will ask the Peigans to forgive us, and will give them gifts.

But in the meantime, if a Peigan moves from the spot where he sits, or lifts a bow, my young men shall fire, and the Peigans know that the rifle of the Pale-face always kills." Without waiting for an answer, Dick immediately said, "Seek 'em out, pup," and Crusoe bounded away.
For a few minutes he sprang hither and thither through the camp, quite regardless of the Indians, and snuffed the air several times, whining in an excited tone, as if to relieve his feelings.

Then he put his nose to the ground and ran straight forward into the woods.
Dick immediately bounded after him like a deer, while the trappers kept silent guard over the savages.
For some time Crusoe ran straight forward.

Then he came to a spot where there was a good deal of drifted snow on the ground.

Here he seemed to lose the trail for a little, and ran about in all directions, whining in a most piteous tone.
"Seek 'em out, pup," repeated Dick encouragingly, while his own breast heaved with excitement and expectation.
In a few seconds the dog resumed its onward course, and led the way into a wild, dark spot, which was so overshadowed by trees and precipitous cliffs that the light of the sun scarce found entrance.
There were many huge masses of rock scattered over the ground, which had fallen from the cliffs.