There are wreaths of vapor about his eyes, but I can see them shining through, shining with kindness, as the mighty chief, who went away four hundred years ago, watches over us.

His eyes say that so long as our deeds are just, so long as we walk in the path that Manitou wishes, we shall be victorious.
Now a cloud passes before the star, and I cannot see the face of Tododaho, but he has spoken, and it will be well for us to remember his words." He sank back on his blanket and closed his eyes as if he, too, in thought, had shot through space to some great star.

Robert and Willet were silent, sharing perhaps in his emotion.

The religion and beliefs of the Indian were real and vital to them, and if Tododaho promised success to Tayoga then the promise would be fulfilled.
"I think, Robert," said Willet, "that you'd better keep the first watch.
Wake me a little while before midnight, and I'll take the second." "Good enough," said Robert.

"I think I can hear any footfall Tandakora may make, if he approaches." "It is not enough to hear the footfall of the Ojibway," said Tayoga, opening his eyes and sitting up.