He said that an army such as his did not need to fear a few wandering Indians, and, in any event, it had eyes of its own to watch for itself.

Black Rifle said he doubted it, that soldiers in the woods could seldom see anything but themselves.

There was blame on both sides, but men like General Braddock and Black Rifle can't understand each other, they'll never understand each other, and, hot with wrath Black Rifle has taken his band and gone into the woods.

Nor will he come back, and we need him! I tell you, Robert, we need him! We need him!" "It is bad," said Tayoga.

"An army can never have too many eyes." Robert was deeply disappointed.