Come!--don't make any noise, but follow me.
Crawl on your hands and knees, and don't raise your heads.

Look out for sticks.

If you break one, the Indians 'll hear it." "Mas' Sam--dey's Injuns ahead'n us an' a-comin right torge us too.

Look dar!" Sam looked, and saw a body of Indians just in front of him coming to reinforce the others.

He and his friends were cut off between two bodies of savages.
"Lie down and be still," he whispered.