Come, show us the way to this here cave." There was a fourth individual present at this council of war who apparently felt a deep interest in its results, although he took no part in its proceedings.

This was no other than Keona himself, who lay extended at full length among the rocks, not two yards from the spot where Bumpus sat, listening intently, and grinning from ear to ear with fiendish malice.
The series of shrieks, howls, and yells to which reference has been made had naturally attracted the attention of that wily savage when he was in the cave.

Following the sounds with quick, noiseless step, he soon found himself within a few paces of the deliberating trio.

The savage did not make much of the conversation, but he gathered sufficient to assure himself that his hiding-place had been discovered, and that plans were being laid for his capture.
It would have been an easy matter for him to have suddenly leaped on the unsuspecting Bumpus and driven a knife to his heart, after which poor Corrie and the girl could have been easily dealt with; but fortunately (at least for his enemies, if not for himself) indecision in the moment of action was one of Keona's besetting sins.

He suspected that other enemies might be near at hand, and that the noise of the scuffle might draw them to the spot.