Our eyes are keen, and we may see him moving among the trees.

The Ojibway is no marksman, and unless we sit still it is not likely that he can hit us." Tayoga spoke very calmly, but his words set Robert's heart to beating, understanding what an advantage Tandakora had if he sought to lie in ambush.

He knew that the soul of the Ojibway was full of malice and that his craving for scalps was as strong as the Onondaga had said it was.
Had it been anyone else he would not follow them, but Robert foresaw in Tandakora a bitter and persistent enemy.

Both he and Willet, feeling the wisdom of Tayoga's advice, began to paddle faster.

But the hunter presently slowed down a little.
"No use to take so much out of ourselves now that we'll just creep along later on," he said.
"The temptation to go fast is very strong," said Robert.