Ah, I think I catch a glimpse of them now.

Tayoga, wouldn't you say that the reflection in the big green bush across the river is caused by a moonbeam falling on a burnished rifle barrel ?" "Not a doubt of it, Great Bear.

Now, I see the rifle itself! And now I see the hands that hold it.

The hands belong to a live warrior, an Ojibway, or a Pottowattomie.

He is kneeling, waiting for a shot, if he should find anything to shoot at." "I see him, too, Tayoga, and there are three more warriors just beyond him.