He told me he would not be idle." Adam rose, and took up the gun which it was his whim to carry.

"I'll go talk ginseng and maple sugar to Colonel Churchill for a bit, and then I'll go back to the Eagle.

As soon as you are on the Three-Notched Road again I'll come to see you there." "Adam," said Rand, "in the woods, when chance makes an Indian your host, an Indian of a hostile tribe, an Indian whom you know the next week may see upon the war-path against you--and there is in his lodge a thing, no matter what, that you desire with all your mind and all your heart and all your soul, and he will not barter with you, and the thing is not entirely his own nor highly valued by him, while it is more than life to you, and moreover you believe it to be sought by one who is your foe--would you, Adam, having eaten that Indian's bread, go back into the forest, and leave behind, untouched, unspoken of, that precious thing your soul longed for?
The trail you take may never lead again to that lodge.

Would you leave it ?" "Yes," answered Adam.

"But my trail _should_ lead that way again.