The men in the first cutter proceeded to fill their casks, while those in the other boat laid in their oars and, musket in hand, watched the forest.

In a few minutes the work was done, and the first cutter rowed straight for the brig; while the second cutter followed her, for some distance beyond the trees, and there waited for her return.
"So far, so good," Fairclough said; "but I am afraid that we shall be disturbed, before we have made another trip.

No doubt, some of the natives followed the cutter along the shore, yesterday.

I don't suppose they recognized what your object was, as you did not enter the stream; but when they saw the brig going the same way this morning, I have no doubt that they set off in this direction.
However, with one more boat load we can manage, well enough, until we reach the Hooghly for, with this wind, we shall make a quick run." In a quarter of an hour the cutter was seen returning and, when it approached them, Fairclough again took the lead.

All appeared still in the forest, and the men had just begun to refill the casks, when a shower of arrows fell among the boats.
"Let half your men go on with their work, Mr.Hardy, and the others stand to their arms." Not a single foe was visible, but the arrows still flew fast from among the trees.
"Open fire!" Fairclough said.