He has seen three scalps which still grow on the heads of their owners." "Which means that he might not keep on following St.Luc.Well, we'll be on our guard and now I don't see any reason why we should stay here longer." "Nor I," said Robert, and, Tayoga agreeing with them, they returned the canoe to the stream, paddling back into the lake, and continuing their course until they came to its end.

There they carried the canoe across a portage and launched it on a second lake as beautiful as the first.

None of the three spoke much now, their minds being filled with thoughts of St.Luc and his companions.
They were yet on the water when the day began to wane.

The green forest on the high western shore was touched with flame from the setting sun.
Then the surface of the lake blazed with red light, and in the east the gray of twilight came.
"It will be night in half an hour," said Robert, "and I think we'd better make a landing, and camp." "Here's a cove on the right," said Willet.

"We'll take the canoe up among the trees, and wrap ourselves in our blankets.