"Night will be on us ere long." "Who sold ye the bear-claw collar ?" inquired another man of Dick.
"I didn't buy it.

I killed the bear and made it." "Did ye, though, all be yer lone ?" "Ay; that wasn't much, was it ?" "You've begun well, yonker," said a tall, middle-aged hunter, whose general appearance was not unlike that of Joe Blunt.

"Jest keep clear o' the Injuns an' the grog bottle, an' ye've a glor'ous life before ye." At this point the conversation was interrupted by the order being given to move on, which was obeyed in silence, and the cavalcade, descending the valley, entered one of the gorges in the mountains.
For the first half-mile Cameron rode a little ahead of his men, then he turned to speak to one of them, and for the first time observed Crusoe trotting close beside his master's horse.
"Ah! Master Dick," he exclaimed with a troubled expression, "that won't do.

It would never do to take a dog on an expedition like this." "Why not ?" asked Dick; "the pup's quiet and peaceable." "I doubt it not; but he will betray our presence to the Indians, which might be inconvenient." "I have travelled more than a thousand miles through prairie and forest, among game an' among Injuns, an' the pup never betrayed me yet," said Dick, with suppressed vehemence.

"He has saved my life more than once though." "You seem to have perfect confidence in your dog, but as this is a serious matter you must not expect me to share in it without proof of his trustworthiness." "The pup may be useful to us; how would you have it proved ?" inquired Dick.
"Any way you like." "You forgot your belt at starting, I think I heerd ye say." "Yes, I did," replied the trader, smiling.
Dick immediately took hold of Cameron's coat, and bade Crusoe smell it, which the dog did very carefully.