Twice they crossed trails leading to the east and twice other trails leading to the west, but they felt that all of them would presently turn and join in the general march converging upon Fort Refuge.

They were sure, too, that De Courcelles, Tandakora and their band were marching on a line almost parallel with them, and that they would offer the greatest danger.
Night came, a beautiful, bright summer night with a silky blue sky in which multitudes of silver stars danced, and they sought a covert in a dense thicket where they lay on their blankets, ate venison, and talked a little before they slept.
Robert's brilliant and enthusiastic mood lasted.

He could see nothing but success.

With the fading of the great slaughter by the river came other pictures, deep of hue, intense and charged with pleasant memories.
Life recently had been a great panorama to him, bright and full of changes.

He could not keep from contrasting his present position, hid in a thicket to save himself from cruel savages, with those vivid days at Quebec, his gorgeous period in New York, and the gay time with sporting youth in the cozy little capital of Williamsburg.
But the contrast, so far from making him unhappy, merely expanded his spirit.