As I touched him, he turned his face toward me, pointing below with one hand.
"We are securely blocked, Master Benteen," he asserted gruffly.

"A fit reward for associating with papists." "Blocked ?" failing to comprehend.

"How?
Are the savages already astir ?" "Look for yourself.

See yonder; lights are on the pathway as high as the tree-bridge." I dropped upon my knees, clinging to a bowlder, and peered over.

He spoke truth, and my heart rose choking into my throat.