Both lads felt the tension.
"They are like the wounded bear," said Tayoga.

"They feel very sore, and they wish for revenge." They learned that Grosvenor was in his tent and soon found him there lying upon his blankets.

Some of the ruddy color was gone from his cheeks, and he looked worn and thin.

But he sat up, and welcomed Robert and Tayoga joyously.
"It's foolish of me to break down like this," he said, "but after we got back to civilization something seemed to cave in.

I hope you chaps won't overlook the fact that I'm not as much used to the forest as you are, and bear in mind that I did my best." "Red Coat's best was very good," said Tayoga in his grave, precise manner.