They were not many, but Robert knew they were a great addition.

The fiery spirit of Daganoweda alone was worth twenty men.
"I think that we'd better seek sleep now," said young Lennox to Grosvenor.

"I admit one is tempted to stay awake that he may see and hear everything, but sooner or later you've got to rest." They found a good place under one of the sheds, and, wrapped in blankets, soon sank to slumber.

The day after such a momentous night came dark and gloomy, with the rain still dripping.

A north wind had arisen, and high waves chased one another over the lake.