It was easy to tell that they were standing on velvety grass, soft, cool and dewy.
The boats were made fast, the spar and shell were swung upon broad shoulders, and then the party plunged straight into the wood, Lady Tennys being carried as before.
After ten minutes of rapid walking over a well-beaten trail the band halted, and the chief uttered several piercing cries.

From afar off in the still night came an echoing answer and again the march was resumed, the travellers keeping close to the bank of the river.

In time they reached an open stretch, across which the escort started, turning away from the stream.
There were fitful flashes of light ahead.

Across the little plain came a jumble of flying human beings, two or three bearing torches.

They seemed to have sprung from the ground, so abruptly did they appear before the eyes of the dumbfounded strangers in this strange land.