An hour or two ago it had scarcely seemed possible to him that they should ever see white faces again.
"It's only my belief," said Henry.

"We've got to make sure.

Now, you wait here, Paul, and I'll do a little bit of scouting.

Sit down among those bushes there and I'll be back soon." Paul was fully content to do what Henry said.

He found a good place in a thick clump of underbrush, and sank down easily.