ST.

LUC Willet hailed them joyfully when they returned.
"I'll wager that only one arrow was shot," he said, smiling.
"Just one," said Robert.

"It struck the stag in the heart and he did not move ten feet from where he stood." "And the Great Bear has the fire ready," said Tayoga.

"I breathe the smoke." "I knew you would notice it," said Willet, "although it's only a little fire yet and I've built it in a hollow." Dry sticks were burning in a sunken place surrounded by great trees, and they increased the fire, veiling the smoke as much as possible.

Then they broiled luscious steaks of the deer and ate abundantly, though without the appearance of eagerness.