As he went forward his shifting position frequently shut out the beacon-light, but he made no mistake at any point in his walk.

It was a striking proof of his woodcraft that when he reached the canyon it was at a spot where it was so narrow that he appeared merely to lengthen his step when he placed himself on the other side.

Progressing in this manner, it did not take him long to reach the immediate vicinity of the camp.
The blaze had been kindled among a clump of cedars which were a continuation of a growth that extended with more or less vigor for miles among the mountains, gradually disappearing as the snow-line was reached.

Hazletine recalled the particular spot so clearly that he knew precisely what to do.
It was not very late in the evening, else there would have been one of the Indians on guard.

As it was, the three were lolling in lazy attitudes, smoking their long-stemmed pipes and talking in a disjointed fashion.