"Do you know where there's a ford, Tayoga ?" "There is none." "Then we'll have to swim for it.

That's bad.

But you say it's a narrow stream ?" "Yes, Great Bear.

Two minutes would carry us across it." "Then we must find some place for the fording where the trees lean over from either side and the shadow is deep." Tayoga nodded, and, after that, they advanced in silence, redoubling their caution as they drew near to the river.

The night was not so bright as the one that had just gone before, but it furnished sufficient light for wary and watching warriors to see their figures at a considerable distance, and, now and then, they stopped to search the thickets with their own eyes.