So he slunk back quickly and silently to Quonab.

"He is out sunning himself--Bosikado--on the bank!" The Indian rose quickly, took his tomahawk and a strong line.

Rolf reached for the gun, but Quonab shook his head.

They went to the lake.
Yes! There was the great, goggle-eyed monster, like a mud-coloured log.

The bank behind him was without cover.