She did nothing to cause them to think otherwise.

Again they passed among trees, Sam's companions following in his footprints as before.

Another halt and a brief command for Davy to go ahead and see that the coast was clear came after a long and tortuous struggle through the underbrush.

Twice they seemed to have lost their bearings in the darkness, but eventually they came into the open.
"Here we are!" grunted Sam as they hurried across the clearing.

"A hard night's work, pals, but I guess we're in Easy Street now.