He and Robert found the rest most welcome and they were not slow in wrapping the blankets around their bodies and making themselves comfortable.

Without willing it, they fell asleep, but were awakened shortly after dawn.
"See!" said Willet, pointing toward the south.
A filmy trail of blue smoke rose across the clear, blue sky.
"That, whatever it is," said the hunter, "is what St.Luc is advancing against, but in spite of all the risks we've run we'll be there in time to give warning." Robert looked with the deepest interest at the smoke, which was a long way off, but it seemed to rise from the lake's edge and he thought it must be a British or American post.

It was at a most exposed and dangerous point, but his heart thrilled at Willet's words.

Yes, in spite of every danger that had been thrown across their path, they would be able to carry word in time.
"We'll be there in half an hour, and we'll know what's going forward," said Willet.
"We'll know before then," said Grosvenor confidently.

"Our marvelous Indian friend here will tell us when we're half way." Tayoga smiled, but said nothing, and they started again, Willet, as usual, leading, and the Onondaga bringing up the rear.